Dec 29, 2010

Bittersweet ending

Life sure has gotten extremely busy for me, especially in the last 2 weeks.

Two days after J left, I thought life would go about as planned. I got burgled on Dec 13th. Oh yeah, for the first time 13 was unlucky for me. I was distraught for the first 48 hours after I found out.

I got home and didn't notice our huge TV was gone. It was while I was changing that I noticed our iPod dock station was not on the bedside drawer. My new netbook was gone, the Wii console that I just sold on Trademe was gone, and my jewelry box was also gone. Anyway, the insurance claim is now in process.

Two days later, the Police called me to say that they might have my TV. They responded to a domestic incident call in the middle of the night and while searching for the man who was reported saw a TV covered in a blanket under their house. It was our blanket that I didn't realise was missing until I went to bed the night of the burglary. The house is in a group of flats behind a neighbor's property. Still, it's not enough an evidence to indict them of burglary. The policeman told me that because he ran away, if he will be located and found guilty, they will have enough reason to jail him. Right. When would that happen?

The burglary expedited the move. The next day the offer on the house went unconditional. I didn't even enjoy that until much later. So the whole week was very busy cos we had a yard sale that weekend, pick up of items I sold on Trademe, then donating items on Freecycle or to people who came to the yard sale. The house is nearly empty now.

It was hard sleeping in the house that day it got burgled. Despite having a friend sleep over, it took me forever to fall asleep. All of a sudden, our home was no longer safe. It wasn't MY home anymore. I just wanted to get rid of it and not have another reason to return. It was a sad feeling because we loved that house. We never had any problem with the area until that day. The person must've come during one of the open homes.

This year ended in a bittersweet note. It's sad really. I pity the burglars who don't know any better than stealing other people's property. It's sad that they don't know how to make their lives better.

I can't wait to be with my family again. If all goes as planned, I shall be out of this country in 7 weeks.


  1. I've been burgled twice. Horrible feeling.

  2. Oh my goodness, 2 burglaries are horrible! I have met people (after the burglary) who were burgled more than once and I just can't believe it. I also admire their courage to stay in their house after all that. I'm sorry you got burgled twice. :(