You know when you have so much going on in your life that it's too much to talk about so you don't talk at all? That's kind of how this last week has been.
- Last Sunday was our last day in Missouri for the Thanksgiving holiday. Early in the morning, Keegan went to the car to start packing and realized that the Christmas present that his mom had given us was up on the seat ripped open when it was previously stashed on the floorboard. He asked if I had touched the present, and I had not. We quickly realized that someone had broken into our car, so we combed through the car, my purse, and my wallet to see if anything had been stolen. Thankfully nothing had, so we decided to drive home without calling the police.
Fast forward a few days, I pulled my planner out of my purse and out fell three insurance cards, a bank card, and a business card for the P family. I called Keegan to tell him what happened, and he tried to call the phone number on the business card. No one picked up, so I called my parents to tell them what I had found. Apparently the P family lives down the street from my parents, so my dad went to talk to them. They were not home, but taped to the front door was a business card with a new phone number. We called the new number and spoke to Mr. P who told us his truck had been broken into Saturday night and his insurance cards, bank card, Bass Pro card as well as some other information was stolen. We told him that we had three insurance cards and his bank card (I also found his Bass Pro card in my purse a few days later.)
We think someone broke into Mr. P's truck and disposed of the evidence in the pages of my planner. As far as we could tell, nothing of importance was taken from my car, but my dad called yesterday to say that he found coupons and receipts from my purse strewn about their side yards.
I never understood how victims of burglary felt uncomfortable in their homes, but I do now. It freaks me out knowing that someone was in my car, opening my Christmas presents, and going through my purse without me knowing.
- This week, I was in Dallas for job training. There was talk about an ice storm hitting Thursday night / Friday morning, but our director promised it wouldn't be a big deal. Come Friday, almost everyone's flights were cancelled due to the 3 inches of ice that was dumped on Dallas, a city not ready for winter weather. A few of us were encouraged to go to the airport to see if we could get on a later flight, but we ended up being stuck in the airport for hours. I'm not sure if the Dallas airport doesn't have heat, or if it was broken, but it was so cold inside that you could see your breath.
Our travel manager ended up getting myself and a co-worker a hotel room, so we called the hotel shuttle to pick us up. We were told to wait outside for the shuttle...which took 2.5 hours to arrive. Let's just say after that long in 28 degrees, I could no longer feel my toes.
My flight that was rescheduled for Saturday was also cancelled, so now I'm waiting for a flight on Monday that hopefully will take off. Even though this isn't how I wanted to spend my weekend, I'm thankful that I'm in the part of Dallas that has power, and that there's an IHOP in the hotel parking lot so I have food. Oh, and Internet. I'm thankful the hotel has Internet.
- Unfortunately since I'm in Dallas, I missed the Mizzou vs. Auburn football game in Atlanta that I had tickets for. My sister and a group of her friends drove down and stayed with Keegan overnight. They drove to Atlanta in two cars, and on the way back, my sister's friend rear ended my husband. Apparently the damage isn't horrible, we'll probably end up replacing the back bumper eventually, but the most important thing is that everyone is ok.
Oh, and we lost the football game.
Overall, this has been an interesting week. Hopefully I'm able to get home soon and life can get back to normal. I miss my husband, my cats, my own bed, and clean clothes. I didn't pack to be away for a week, so i've had to re-wear clothes.
I hope everyone has stayed warm and safe!