Last night someone came into our apartment and stole the money out of Chris’s wallet. I can’t say they broke in because Chris accidentally left the front door unlocked when he went out for bread yesterday morning.

The intruder also seemed to be looking for food because he took down several boxes of dry goods I had on a shelf and put them on the counter but didn’t take any of that.

Nothing else was touched. He left the wallet and its other contents intact and put it back in his jeans. Chris’s laptop was in plain view on the living room table and remained there, as did my iPad and all the jewelry in my studio, our electronics, and gardening equipment.

The neighbour downstairs told me that the cupboards he keeps under a covered tarp in the driveway was disturbed but nothing was missing (all it had was a one ring burner for outdoor cooking which he’s since removed).

The security camera facing the gate did not pick up anything so the person must have jumped the wall and gone sniffing around and tried our door and found it open. I’m trying not to rip Chris a new asshole for that, but he does it on occasion. I’m sure he will not be doing it again in the future.

I went from feeling scared this morning to feeling really angry about having my peace of mind disturbed. I realise it was probably just a piper (vagrant/addict) looking for some quick cash but it means we have to be more vigilant. I just want to fucking move. I hate where we live and this has just given me more reasons to hate it although I know this kind of thing can happen anywhere. I am just glad it did not turn out to be a worse situation. We’re getting a security system.