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Originally Posted by crystalsmom  Checking on you Ann, haven't had you off my mind since you let us know. I have been hoping it might have been a teenager that needed a car for the night and left it somewhere. |
Aw, thanks so much, my friend. I'm doing okay...yesterday was worse than the 1st day. I think the 1st day - I was a machine, bc there was so much that had to be done as a result of the theft...so I didn't really feel anything. But yesterday, I felt drained, frustrated, irritated, hassled, stressed, mad
. Today, I'm tired and irritated and just wish somehow my car would be found safe and sound. I've heard nothing from the police...and I'm sure they've bigger fish to fry than my car.
I keep thinking of more and more stuff I had in the car too. A $129 check that I had sitting on the seat waiting to get to the bank, a bar cart I *just* bought that I hadn't unloaded yet. And on and on. About $500 worth of stuff.
All that said, it's still just "stuff" - and all of my fluff butts are safe and sound and that makes me feel very lucky indeed!