Tuesday I had an unwelcome visitor to my apartment. I had several heavy boxes that I was carrying up to my second floor room, and it took quite a bit of time and sweat to get them all inside. I probably made 8 trips up and down. I parked my car on the street as usual, and when I returned to boot up the old compy it was nowhere to be found.
Well I hadn't been locking my door because of the annoyance of doing it over and over with heavy things in my hands. I figured it would be fine because I was in and out so often it would take a ninja to get in and out unseen with my treasures. Well, the ninjas win this round. I spent a good chunk of the day talking to the apartment manager, the police, the crime scene finger printer lady, and my insurance company. It was a real laugh.
There was someone in the hallway during my box carrying, so maybe they were the culprit. I dunno. Good news is that my laptop is the only thing that seems to be missing.
Unfortunately for myself and my loyal reader(s) is a good chunk of photos were on that computer. The last couple of days of last year's Europe excursion are forever lost. Bummer. I guess I'm just going to have to go back sometime and take some more.