Not Again!

What is this? Our regular "every three years HRJ gets burglarized" schedule? This time, in addition to the laptop, they took the safe (which they appear to have wheeled off inside the recycling garbage can, which is also missing) and the digital camera. I say "they" because the safe is pretty darn heavy -- probably around 100 pounds -- and there aren't any drag marks to the door. They came in through a window and carted things off through the back door. Interestingly, they seem to have squeezed the job in between when the downstairs tenant went to bed at 8am and when the contractor showed up around noon. So I'm sitting here making inventories and not wanting to rearrange things before the police show up. (Having called them an hour and a half ago, I'm not feeling patient. But hey, it's only a burglary -- not like it's a murder or anything important.) Rant. Rant. Rant.

Burglary follow-up

Well, the police came and took the report (as usual being startled that I had serial numbers and purchase prices at my fingertips ... wait, why am I saying "as usual" about a burglary report?). They're sending out the fingerprint crew because there are two really nice hand-prints on the window they came in through -- evidently there's a technique where you push in on the window hard enough and it disengages the latch so you can slide it up. I imagine that if you perform this technique badly, you end up pushing your hands entirely through the glass and slicing up your forearms badly. Darn.

Of course, the fingerprint crew didn't come on-shift until 11 and who knows when they'll get out to me. The officer taking the report warned me that it might be at all hours. Well, I'll leave the porch light on and hope the doorbell wakes me up. The first-floor windows now all have little screw-on slide-stoppers, as well as the accessed window having a piece of 2x2 wedged in to prevent sliding.

I've made a list of all the various notifications I'll have to make tomorrow. (DMV for the pick slip, passport office, Wells Fargo because the safe contained paperwork about my equity line and I want to make sure there's a freeze on the line of credit; I've already taken care of the corporate credit card that I kept in the safe because I'd only ever use it if sent on a business trip and I figured it would be more secure there than in my wallet. Hah.) I'll need to contact the insurance company. The laptop was backed up relatively recently, although I'd be better off if I'd gotten around to installing Leopard on it and it was being continuously backed up by Time Capsule. I've lost recent e-mail archives and the bit of the current writing project that I typed in over the weekend (and threw away the manuscript bits for). And I'll need to reconstruct the last couple weeks of financial accounts since the last backup. (The only thing that really gets lost is what the cash purchases were, since everything else has a paper record as well.)

Oh, and don't ask about my great-great-grandma's ring or I'm going to start crying. It was in the safe to keep it safe, dammit.