…and then we were burgled.
Posted on April 3rd, 2012
It happened sometime last week, when I was busy trying hard not to lose my shit. Someone broke into the downstairs storage area and went through about six storage units, including ours.
We’re lucky. The stuff they took isn’t intensely personal, like my poor neighbor who lost family photos and mementos. But they took two of the best pieces of our luggage. They may have taken Pea’s stroller. (I really can’t remember if it was further back in the unit or not.) Since we had our dishwasher and broken-down boxes blocking access to most of the unit, they couldn’t go far — they left our camping gear intact and put Pea’s old car seat in the middle of the room.
I really don’t know if there was anything else taken, because we’d just rearranged the space, and I hadn’t been down there since we’d grabbed the big suitcase for M to start his travel odyssey. I’m the most bitter about losing the overnight bag from the set, because it was the perfect size and I can’t afford to replace it. Also, my luggage is green, and I never had trouble finding it on a baggage carousel.
Then again, now I have a Maclaren flight bag for a stroller that I either don’t have or don’t use. Maybe we can just dump all our clothes in that thing the next time we fly.