Ugh... burgled... again

Last night was quite eventful. I was in some pain around bed time so I took a Vicodin to relieve the pain and help me sleep... this was around 10:30 and I fell asleep around 11:15. Jason was studying for his insurance license test and went to bed around 1am. Around 1:45, I thought I heard someone banging on our door. Usually, I wouldn't have to wonder if it were real or not but because of the Vicodin, the lines between dreams and reality were pretty fuzzy. When I heard it louder (people banging on both the front and back doors), I knew it was real... which meant something was wrong. Jason got to to the back door to find our neighbor who informed us that Jason's scooter had been stolen. Our neighbor had called 911 on his cell phone while trying to wake us up. He handed Jason the phone, got in his car and took off after the thieves. A few moments later while Jason was still on the phone with 911, I heard Jason's scooter start (not in sight... because it's been upgraded, it has a distinct running noise) and moments after that we saw the lights of a police car turn on maybe 3 blocks down the street.

Apparently, our neighbors are night owls for which I am very grateful. A lady that lives (or maybe was just visiting) next door was outside smoking in the dark when she saw the thieves walk up to our place. I guess it didn't click to her that they were stealing something until after they left when she got the other two guys out of the house which is when they came and woke us up. We found our lawn mower in the alley behind our house which is where they ditched it to come back and get it later. They rolled the scooter down the street and hot wired it which is when I heard it start. Jason had forgotten to put the wheel lock on it obviously. They also carried our weed eater with them. We got everything back. There is some damage to the scooter from them breaking open the front cover to hot wire it but Jason fixed the wiring they pulled apart so it drives just fine.

The whole event was over by 2:20 am including filing the police report and getting our stuff home. There were three guys arrested and taken to jail. Jason plans to prosecute them. The policeman who seemed to be the primary guy says he recognized one of the men arrested which makes me sad for him but then just makes me angrier. Seriously, we work hard for the things we have (as do most people) and this guy has been arrested multiple times for being an overall lazy bum.

I was pretty shaken up by the combination of an abrupt awakening, being robbed AGAIN and having taken a Vicodin. I didn't really get back to sleep last night so here I am absolutely exhausted and needing to make the most of today in preparation for our move... in SEVEN days. Which somehow makes me just a little angrier at the thieves, lol. Jason is at work all day today, I'll be packing and baking cookies for our neighbors. Cookies hardly seem like a good enough reward for their quick action (and helping us getting back nearly $2000 worth of merchandise) but I'm sure they're not expecting anything anyway... right? lol

Have I mentioned how ready to move I actually am? Our neighborhood isn't on the awful end of the crime spectrum despite us being robbed three times in the last year. The first time was when someone stole our hose and nozzle before we even moved in... not really a big deal. The second time was our car and now this. Yep, ready for a change. Sorry this is kind of rambling but I'm tired, lol