We have had a rather annoying and stress full day. One we could have done without. Yesterday we’d done some tidying up in the basement and I had lunch with a friend. In the evening we decided to have some food in town (Greek) as SO was tired from studying and my period made me tired and cranky.
When we arrived home we went straight to bed. This morning we woke up and SO went downstairs first. He found the front door open. He checked everything Money, bank passes etc everything seemed to be OK so he assumed that this had happened when we had arrived home from the Greek. He told me when I came down and grabbed my coffee ready to start my morning ritual. So hang on – where is my laptop? Seriously where is it. Darn, power supply is also missing. Within seconds it dawned on us. The door was open as it had been flipped! It had been an in and out burglary job. My iPod was still there and really nothing had been touched. SO’s laptop had been upstairs fortunately
A weird day unfolded. Police called, they came to take report (complimented us on the kitchen) forensics (we missed them) We went to the locksmith changed cylinders, just in case until we have had the major upgrade.Change the door handle to a knob . Bought something to put in front of the very small window in the kitchen This kitchen window is big enough to see our laptops on the table when looking in. Then it was off to the mac dealer to get a replacement.
Thank heavens for our decent back up discipline. Our last back up was only 3 weeks old.
Oh before you ask; the laptop is password protected, as are all passwords, so that is at least something.
So I am back on line with my new laptop. Feeling somewhat drained as our weekend was envisaged to be so different. Bit bummed out, but grateful it happened at a weekend that SO was still home. He was my rock in all this.