The compound got "hit" yesterday morning.
I was coming back from an early morning run and parked my car at the gate. I ran inside just long enough to make myself presentable (which I should spend more than 15 minutes doing)and grab the boys to take them to school. We headed out to the car, only to find that my bag had been stolen right out of my car! Isn't that pathetic? They got my phone, my wallet, and a few pennies. They did manage to gas up their car before I could cancel the Visa.
Most of all, I miss my bag.
- Amanda
- I'm the wife of Woody, mom of two boys and four dogs. Somedays I think I'm going insane, but I love my life and wouldn't change a thing. Here is only a snapshot of our daily life. Call this blog what you will: a place to vent, a place to brag, a place to reflect, a place to share thoughts.... You'll hear a lot about my family and my many blessings. I owe all the goodness to God and look to find thankfulness in the struggles He presents.
1 comment:
Oh that sucks. I'm so sorry....especially so close to your house. Bummer about the bag too. :(
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