This weekend, someone broke into our house. They would pry open the kitchen window to take jewellery and my laptop. Every single picture that I took since J was born is on that laptop. No backup. As soon as I have a new computer, I’ll try to rescue what ever may have been on my camera’s SD cards. Wish me luck.
However, what troubles me the most is that they have been all over: They opened every drawer, every little box, everything in the house. They even rummaged around in my knitting basket.
I may not blog for a while, I don’t know.