A Thief in the Night

But not the good kind of thief in the night. The bad kind. The kind that takes your stuff and runs off into the night.

Last night when I was sleeping, I was awoken around 5:30am by a shout of "someone stole B's wallet." Turns out that that was not the only thing that was missing. My own wallet, keys, iPod, camera and headphones had been taken by a very audacious tar (some of you may understand this reference).

Sometime between 4:30 and 5:30, a female intruder of average height with black hair broke into our house, came into my room and removed these items directly from my bedside table. She must have been within 2 feet of my head within my room. As an illustration, here is a picture. The red square indicates the location of my things that were taken while my bed is obviously where I sleep.


After coming into my room, the intruder left and went to N & B's room. Fortunately, they woke up before the thief was able to take everything from their room. They woke, and the thief scarpered. We called the police, not really expecting much, but figuring it was the thing that should be done. They came, we reported the missing items and filed a report.

I have cancelled my credit card and will notify the Canadian and Ontario governments tomorrow about the missing documents.

"My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, for man's anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires"
-- James 1:19-20