Clayton's working a late night shift and I'm sitting here, lonely and very nervous. I'm normally fine when Clayton works late, but knowing what I now know it's hard to relax. Unfortunately we were robbed yesterday, they were very meticulous and picked the lock to our cottage. Clayton and I didn't have any clue until our neighbors said they were robbed stealing most of their jewelry and such. We didn't notice anything was taken until we went to go and charge our new cell phones, we couldn't find them.

We then started looking around, they took one of our old cell phones (lucky the contract was canceled) 4 chargers 2 of them were our old ones and the other 2 were the new ones. Guess they took all of them to be sure the cell phone could work. Then going into our bedroom and stealing Clayton's watch from his bedside table; the watch I bought him for Christmas a couple of years back, that I had engraved. My Great Grandmothers gold ring, that my mother gave to me before I emigrated. The ring was special to me, my mum gave it to me as it was engraved with Jewish writing "MIZPAH" which meant "The Lord watch between me and thee, when we are absent one from another" So as you can imagine I'm quite upset about that. They also took a Silver Welsh necklace I had for my Birthday from a family friend.

So late last night we had the Sheriff come by to take a report, he said it's not a bad idea to go around the pawn shops in the next couple of days to see if they turn up there. Lets hope we can find the jewelry, but I'm not holding my breath.

So now I'm looking at the clock waiting for Clayton to come home, waiting, and waiting.