Great. Someone broke into my truck last night. GRR!

Yep. There I was in the bath when hubby came in and asked, "Sweetie, have you been down to the truck this morning?"

I said, "No...why?"

He said, "Well, the back door is standing open and there's stuff on the ground beside it."

Sure enough, the back door glass had been busted out. The stereo hubby just bought - gone. Amp - gone. Speakers - gone. Big speaker in the back - gone.

At least there was a beautiful set of fingerprints on the door.

Well, Geico rawks. 100% covered. The police dispatcher said, "Well, unless you have a suspect in mind fingerprints won't help". We thought that was strange. When the cop arrived he thought that was weird too. He took the prints and he told us that they picked up a guy in our neighborhood last night who has been arrested before for breaking into cars. They're gonna run his prints against the ones they took off the truck.

I'm gonna throw away everything. It makes me sick. Everything is rummaged through. My makeup is out there but it's going into the garbage.

WTF is wrong with some people?

Tennessee doesn't take prints to get licenses. I'm actually glad of that in the broad sense. I would have thrown a fit if I had to be fingerprinted to get my license.

It strikes me as someone strung out going to sell our stuff to get some cash. Who else would have been stupid enough to leave perfect prints?

It's just nauseating, you know. Someone decided that the stuff hubby literally sweated and bled to buy needed to belong to them instead. I asked him to get rid of everything today while I was at work. They dumped out my makeup and rummaged through it. eeww. I couldn't think about ever touching it again. disgusting. They rummaged through everything. Broke the dashboard and left it laying in the front seat. It just makes me want to cry. Sure it will all be replaced, but the one place you should be able to let your guard down and be comfortable - your home - is the one place I feel the least comfortable.

Have you ever had just one of THOSE weeks? The kind that make you want to go back to bed, wake up and have it be Monday all over again? Well, this was definitely one of those weeks.

On Tuesday one of hubby's co-workers, Little Mikey, fell and was killed at work. He was just a boy. 22 years old. At the top of a 360 foot cell tower working like all of them do. He was doing something he did 100 times a day - unhooking from one spot on the tower and hooking off to the next as he moved around. His hook didn't catch, but he was so used to doing it that he didn't even notice, or at least that is what the theory is. He sat down into his belt and fell 360 feet. He bounced off pipes and antennas and all sorts of steel all the way down until he landed on a fence with razor wire around the top and finally fell onto the ground off the fence. You just can't make this sh!t up, you know? Unbelievable. There were two other guys on the tower at lower levels. One of them almost grabbed him. He was just out of reach. Of course he keeps thinking that if he could have got a hand on him he could have saved him. Funny what the mind does to you.

It's amazing, really. Lightning (Chris), one of the guys who was on the ground when it happened, called 911 of course. He went over to him to be able to give the operator the details she needed. He says that little Mikey, or Mumbles, as the guys called him - he didn't hear very well - looked like he just fell asleep there. No marks on his face. Just a trickle of blood at his mouth. The EMTs arrived and had a heartbeat for about a minute or so. Then he was gone.

So tonight, after dealing with insurance companies and cops all day, hubby is at the wake/viewing of a 22 year old boy who fell to his death doing his job. It makes me want to stand out in the middle of the parking lot and scream WHAT NOW?!?!

I think I get your message, Spooky. Thing is, My life really isn't bad. It has tremendous highs and as a result it also has deep lows. Definitely not average or boring, to be sure. It seems like it's when we are riding one of those highs that the bottom drops out and by comparison it's really awful.