Static Alert!

I know it may be shocking to you all… but I am not so much a morning person… the wonderfully cheerful person you all know and love so well, is quiet and distant in the mornings. Is it the desperate cry for more sleep?? Is it the desperate cry for more caffeine?? Ehh something like that… Cheerful Amy doesn’t seem to appear until about an hour after I crawl my sleep deprived body out from under the mounds of covers on my bed… mind you the IV of caffeine and nicotine must be firmly in place as well…

But then I am all good… Happy… Alert… Ready to take on the world!

This morning the world took me on….

I walk out of the house this morning thinking to myself… hmm… I am early this morning… I might actually get 30 mins in the office of quiet time before the phones blow up… hmm… I could actually get some filing done (eww) or I could start my billing early… oh so many wonderful things I can do…

I walked out of the house… sun is shining… birds are chirping… grass is green… was such a bright, bright sunshiny day… I could have broke out in song… I took a deep breath of the fresh clean Texas air… walked out to my car… unlocked it… and went to place my purse on the passenger seat… and that’s when I saw it…

I looked… I was puzzled… very confused… Why are the contents of my glove box all over the seat? Why is my glove box open?

I was really just baffled… I walked back in the house… Woke up Kevin to ask him… did you go thru my car last night? I get a muffled, “No.”… I say, “Huh, well then someone broke into my car, but I don’t think they stole anything.”

I walk back out to the car… start cleaning up the mess all over my seats… Turned on the car, to start the drive into work… and that’s when I hear the static… static… STATIC?!?

I look down… and my heart drops… my IPOD is missing… OMG… MY FREAKING IPOD!!! YOU BASTARDS!! OMG!! *cry* (tearing up right now just thinking about it) MY FREAKING IPOD!! How am I going to survive without my IPOD??! How am I going to annoy my daughter by playing and singing along to “Love Shack” in the car with out my IPOD>?? How am I going to survive the commute to work without my IPOD… those other drivers DEPEND on me to entertain them by singing obnoxiously loud every morning and afternoon to and from the office…. How am I going to be able to WORK without my IPOD playing in the background?? I mean come on!! Take my cell phone… the stupid thing does nothing but ring all the time… but my IPOD? … *sigh* my IPOD… *weep*

So… I know… its not all just about me… I guess I should mention… that my husband’s car was also broken into… and his IPOD was also stolen… those bastards… that was my back up option… Hubby called the police… we were not the only one affected… there were several other reports of break ins in the neighborhood…

So Amy, Find the good in the situation…
1) I get to get a new IPOD
2) Those bastards didn’t steal our cars, or damage the cars in any way.
3) They didn’t try to break into the house. (course I may start carrying my computer to bed with me… if I cannot wow… people will be hurt)

Just FYI to my fellow WOW’ers… you may not see my husband for the next few days… I believe he is going to be going on a recon mission… He was just as fond of his IPOD as I was of mine… So I can pretty much picture him out in the yard… dressed in hunting camouflage … going into sniper mode to guard his truck, house, wife and kid… while I am in the house singing the theme song to Mission Impossible just loud enough for him to hear from his hiding place in the bushes. I will be his IPOD…