Justin and I were on the phone yesterday evening as he drove home from work. I was at Mama's in Nashville and she and I were eating supper. When he arrived at the house, he made some noise and I asked him if he was ok. He kind of stuttered and then said, "Geez! I'm really freaked out right now." I asked him what was wrong and he said the side door under the carport was open. That was odd because he's the only one at the house this week and he wouldn't have left the door wide open. He went back to his car and locked the doors. I encouraged him to go in and see if the television in the living room was missing. He said he just wasn't comfortable going in alone so he called Angie and her husband, Travis (Justin works with Angie) since they live fairly close to us.
He called me back after a few minutes and said Angie and Travis just left and the police were there. Our house had in fact been broken into. After the policeman made sure the house wasn't still occupied, he and Justin walked through to note what was obviously missing. Our television was obviously gone. Justin initially thought my camera and one of his Guitar Hero guitars were missing, but I told him where to find both of those items. Justin's computer and monitor were untouched.
It was obvious all the rooms were entered. Our bedroom was somewhat ransacked. There were items from our nightstands that had been gone through and thrown on the floor. The dresser in our bedroom came from my grandparents' house. Due to it being unused for several years, it was a little musty. A couple of months ago, we sprinkled some baking soda in all the drawers to give it a fresh smell. We haven't been using it so luckily nothing was taken from it. The policeman asked about the white powder (baking soda) in the drawers and Justin explained to him what it was.
The police, Justin, and I are all surprised the robber(s) didn't enter through the back doors. Why go through one of the most visible doors in the house when you're breaking in? Why did they take the television but leave the DVD player, Ipod docking station, and Xbox 360 that were all with the television?
Justin said it appears the robber(s) kicked the metal door repeatedly until it eventually bent and the deadbolt lock shattered. He called around last night to get it repaired, but that didn't work. He beat the door with a hammer until it would close and then went to Lowe's to buy a new lock. He begged a lady at the door to let him in because they were closed. He was apparently pitiful enough because he got in. He put a new deadbolt on the door so it was atleast somewhat secure for the night.
I hated not being there with him and helping him. I thought about driving up last night, but I knew there really wasn't much I could do. Justin and I were in constant contact with each other for a few hours. I really want to get up there and clean. It's kind of hard to explain, but I feel somewhat violated. Someone I don't know was in my house and touched my things. It's a weird feeling.
I know things could have been much worse and Justin and I are so fortunate that our television was the only thing stolen. The policeman said that he has worked our part of Dekalb for four to five years and he never gets calls to our area. He said this kind of stuff happens more often around Christmas and when the economy gets like it is now.
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