Stolen.

I am skipping yesterdays and today's photo post because of the recent events that happened here. At 10:45 last night, Lieutenant and I were watching Leno and I was writing a paper for my Psychology class. I heard a car outside and its exhaust sounded like his. I jokingly said "Babe your car is getting stolen." He got paranoid and went outside..it was his car. His car did get stolen.

I ran upstairs, grabbed his phone and called the police. I was frantic...they took all of our information but told us that the recovery does not look good. I went online and read that within 72 hours most cars are found stripped of everything and left to be towed to an impound lot. But that is not the worst...

Lieutenant had his laptop, thousand dollar stereo system, 32gb ipod and brand new sirius radio in that car. His laptop holds more value than all the electronics...it had our memories on there...his personal information. It has a password but they can easily be cracked.

He is going to call USAA in the morning to see what we can do. Both of our stomachs are in knots...I feel like crying but all I've been able to do is get angry. I'm angry at how these people can take away someone's entire livelihood...everything they worked so hard for. He has busted his ass for what he has and this happens?

Less than one month to Christmas and this is how people show it? How do they sleep at night?