Scott and I came home tonight and our house was broken into and robbed!
We had left around 7p.m. and gone up to K-Mart to return a few things, while we were gone someone climbed through the laundry room window, very carefully I might add since they were kind enough to place my candlestick phone upright on the grass outside the window, they went through Scotts jewerly box, didn't find anything that they wanted and proceded to rummage through my socks and underware (the thought of someone pawing at my old lady underware just creeps me out...YUCK)! Then they carefully went through my center draw and took all my state quarters and Sackajawana (sorry about the spelling, but you know what I mean) dollar coins that I had been collecting. Then they pulled a few trinket boxes out of the top of my closet and dumped the quarters, 1/2 dollars and dollar coins out of them too.
We think that Anthony's comming home about 8 p.m. must have scared them and they left, closing the window in the laundry room most of the way behind them.
We got home about 8:15 p.m.; Scott tossed the bag from K-Mart onto our bed and then turned the light on and saw his jewerly box. He asked me if I had been in his jewerly box looking for something and I said that I hadn't and then I walked into the room to see my dresser all rummaged through.
Scott called Scotty and I called Dennis to see if either one of them had gone through our things, but we knew that they hadn't because there isn't anything there for them. If either one of them needed money they would have just asked us for it, the same with their friends, we would have just loaned them what ever we had. Both of the kids said that they hadn't been home; I went next door and asked Anthony if he had heard or seen anything over at our house and he said no and that he hadn't been home that long. I told him that we were robbed and he came back with me. I called the police and reported the break in and while waiting for the cops to come I went to the around the corner neighbor and asked if they had see or heard anything since our laundry room window faces their kitchen window. The lady said that she hadn't seen or heard anything and then went and asked her son if he had seen or heard anything. Her son said that he had seen two white guys parked in a gold SUV, but he didn't know what it was about so he didn't pay any attention to them. I thanked them for the information and said that I would let the police know what the son had told me.
As I was walking back to the house the cops pulled up and we showed them everything that was the way it was when we had gotten home. They took a report and called a detective to come and take some fingerprints. I told them what the neighbors son told me and they were going to go door to door to the neighbors to see if anyone else saw anything.
The detective came and took pictures of the window in the laundry room and then fingerprinted the window, that stuff is a pain to wash off I had to use the 409 and scrub it off, it's a fine black dust and I'm still cleaning it up, but if they got fingerprints to catch the guys that did this then it's all worth it.
In the end the robbers got between $100 and $500 worth of coins from us. They never even tried to take Scott's computer although Scotty said that it looks like they were trying to take his. They didn't go for the TV's either.
I'm just glad that what ever scared them off (I think it was Anthony) did, because we don't have anything of real value here and they would have just been stealing things that are close and dear to my heart.
The detective took the candlestick phone for fingerprints and said that if they catch the guys that that would be a key piece of evidence if there are any fingerprints on it. I just hope that I get my phone back because we weren't given anything at all to show that he took it, no police report about the robbery with the case number no reciept that the detective took the candlestick phone, nothing. Although I did get the detectives business card, but that dosen't prove anything.
I spent most of the night cleaning up my draws and washing all my underware and socks to get the creepy robber cooties off of them.