This week started out great. We left for Saskatoon Tuesday morning for a couple medical appointments and an overnight trip. We had a great time, enjoying the hotel and the pool. Joey and Colby loved playing in the pool with Rob, and of course pictures will follow shortly.
On our way back, we received a phone call from Rob's grocery manager that our house had been broken into. She received a call from one of the women I work with at the preschool wondering if we were back because our door was wide open. She came right down to the house and called the cops. We figure it was kids looking for money. They smashed our TV and computer monitor, ransacked the house, stole Colby's PS2 and all his games (but left the power supply and all the controllers), Rob's rifle (this is the heartbreaker for him as this was his grandfather's gun), my Canon Rebel, Colby's portable DVD player, (plus a lot of other stuff) and then left the fridge and freezer wide open, spoiling all our food. The worst part about it is that when we got back into town yesterday the cops couldn't let us in the house because they were waiting for the "crime scene specialists" to come in, and they wouldn't be here until today. It was heartbreaking to look at our house with a big wooden board across the door to keep it closed. I kept looking for Gil Grissom, and when the member showed up, that is what I nicknamed him.
I honestly had a hard time with it at first, not knowing what was taken or destroyed in the house. My mind kept going over what we had in the house, and it was things like the kids baby photo albums that were in drawers, the ENTIRE box of christmas gifts I have in my closet, our home movies, etc. They also completely ripped apart Rob's closet that we call "man land" which has his tools, etc. The contents of that closet were all over the kitchen floor. We figure they were looking for money. We have offered a reward for the return of Rob's gun. We have insurance to cover everything else, but it's just a royal pain in the ass. Luckily the community has been very supportive, everything from offering to help clean the house and cook to taking care of the boys while we cleaned up. I realize now it's just material stuff, stuff can all be replaced.
And to explain the first sentence. Since the laptop was stolen and the monitor was smashed, it meant we would have to wait for internet at home until we replaced the monitor. Honestly, the thought made me sick. I'll admit it. I'll stand up and scream "MY NAME IS TINA AND I'M ADDICTED TO THE INTERNET". My most amazing, fabulous husband came home tonight with a 19' flatscreen TV to use as a monitor until we get ours replaced, which is how I'm now telling you the story. I love my husband.