I have lost a notebook filled with many story ideas, as well as notes on some that I have started working on. Some I had hoped to finish and post here. But nooooooo. Someone had to take it last night while I was asleep. But that’s not all they took. They took my car that it was in.

This is the first, and hopefully last, time I have ever had this happen. My wife opened the front door to our apartment this morning and saw an empty space next to my work van, where our car is always parked. She woke me up asking if I had moved it on her as a joke. I wish that where true. So the police where called, and the Insurance company, who by the way will get back to us on Monday.

I had always joked that I hoped someone would take it because it was falling apart. But when it actually happens. Well that’s a different.

What’s sad is that I had thought we lived in a safe enough area. There are two police officers that live in the complex, and on top of that, a park is all that separates the apartments from the police station.

Guess it just goes to show, it doesn’t matter at all.

So now, we have no car, and the thieves have my notebook, which will give them something to read.