the car saga, part 1 & 2

This week has been a weird one for sure. But we will start with Wednesday morning....

This day I was up earlier than usual, had already cleaned most of my house and had finished a few things for work. Wyatt was playing with a friend outside and running up and down the stairs between our houses. I was in the kitchen finishing cleaning when the boy Wy was playing with asked where my car was. Me just thinking he didn't know which car was mine, I walked outside and pointed and started to say "right there....". I sat and just looked for a minute before I realized that my car was not there. I had them run up and get my friend to come down. I tried calling the police but my phone would not dial out. I have nightmares that start this way! I had to turn the stupid thing off and back on and finally put in the report. My mom and sister both came over, the cop came and left and didn't give me much hope. And quite honestly, at that point I didn't care and didn't think that I would see the car again. My neighbor saw my car at 9 am when he left for work, at 10:50 is when I noticed the car was gone. What the french?

Now we fast forward to today, Saturday. I had been with my mom most of the day for a family party. At about 7:30 we loaded up the car with some boxes to put in my dumpster and headed home. We got to my complex, dumped the boxes and as we were turning around out of the corner of my eye there was MY stolen car turning down MY street. My heart started pounding. Someone had the nerve to steal my car in the daytime and now someone was going to dump it as well?! My mom pulled up next to the car and I rolled down my window and there is a girl just sitting in my car. I looked at her and said "You are in my car" she kind of looked at my funny and replied "No, I just bought this car from my friend Sarah". When I looked at it more closely they had taken a blanket I had in the trunk and it was in the back seat. I pointed that out to her and she started freaking. I remember I just kept saying you are in my car. I tried to hold her back but she made a run for it.

A few minutes after she took off 3 men I have never seen before all of a sudden appeared, and they were acting all sorts of weird. They were checking out the situation and one of them got on his cell phone while the other two jumped in a truck and took off. We got that license plate number because they were just acting WAY too sketchy. The one on the phone stuck around until the K-9 unit showed up. I'm sorry, I don't care who you are, that's weird. One of my neighbor girls was listening to them talk and could understand what they were saying, and they were definitely talking about my car.

When I made the police report the officer told me that if I were to come across my car to not touch anything and call right away because lots of cops and guns will show up, he wasn't lying. One cop processed the "scene" while the others went out looking for this girl and the guys who left in the truck.

This honestly has been like the weirdest experience ever. My car doesn't lock anymore, they spray painted the fender black which confuses me, because it already was..., and the passenger side door handle is hanging off. I'm lucky I have such great neighbors, one of them followed my mom to her house in my car where we are keeping it for the moment. I don't even want to get back in it.

So here is my car tonight... #1 - Items left in the car that were not mine aka "evidence" #2 - This is my building. My parking spot is literally 6 spots over to the left. If you are going to steal a car, I probably recommend telling your friend WHERE you stole the car from and then ask them not to come visit you. #3 - this is my moms car, we pulled up next to her and I started flipping out, I terrified poor Wyatt who was in the back of my mom's car, he was really upset and I felt horrible. #4 - The one item I am so relieved that was still in the car. His car seat. They had taken it from the back and stuck it in the trunk. And taken some of my DI items... so thanks.

There were still items of mine left in the car, they took his spiderman scooter probably for one of their kids. I'm just glad these fools weren't smart enough to sell the expensive car seat. And one of them must have been a real estate agent because they took three key boxes from my car. (Sorry JG).

I have been so freaked out that Peter actually came over to spend the night. I highly doubt they will come back, but you never know, people are ridiculous. Either way, I'm definitely grateful for my brother being here tonight. Puts me at ease a little bit. SO CRAZY! How does this happen?

The best thing that happened this week was this little guy, and I was able to be there to witness it. Talk about an amazing experience. Owen Benjamin Warner, 6lbs 10oz and 19 inches. My sister Andrea had her baby the day after my car was stolen, he is an early surprise but we are all really glad he is here and he is absolutely perfect. Well done Andrea and Steve.

I'm excited for Amy to come home from Ireland tomorrow! We will be able to swap stories! Her adventures in beautiful Ireland and my ghetto fabulous stories. Ugh. We have missed her but glad she was able to go.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that nothing else happens. Wish me luck!