The break-in was less than a week ago so I think it’s okay that the topic is still pretty high on our “the only thing we talk about” list. Now that the Leafs are out of the playoffs, there’s even more room to discuss beefing up our security system.

I receive no less than forty emailed links from Greg each day showing me pictures and descriptions of window bars, metal grills for windows and doors, fences, cameras, sadly no lasers, moats or dogs with an ear chip sending instructions to attack as they were cloned to live for nothing other than protecting our family—but fingers crossed, that’s coming.

I guess we have to ask ourselves, are we getting carried away?

We’ve added more sensors, motion detectors, flood lights that should really brighten things up for future thieves who might have struggled previously over which window to kick in.

“Glass break” despite being sold on the idea that sensors are a better alternative and burglars, “typically don’t break windows to enter your home.”That is interesting because we’ve only been broken into once in our lives and the burglar(s) did in fact break the glass. Things that make you go hmmm.

I’m beginning to feel as though I’m part of that joke about not having to outrun the bear chasing you in the woods, just having to outrun your next fastest friend and it’s a terrible feeling.

When I see a neighbour’s house with a sheet as a curtain, the helpful, neighbourly person I thought I was wants to ring their doorbell and show them the metal grill pamphlet and offer to help them install it now that we’ve got ours set and rigged with jagged, rusty edges protruding out the sides. Instead, I walk past and think, maybe my metal grill will send the bad guys to sheet house and my family will be safe.

 I am a terrible person.

Then I called the police because there was a pick-up truck parked in front of our mailboxes and when I marched over wielding a large kitchen knife wrapped in a towel, shouting obscenities, he took off! I called in his license plate and description of the vehicle but was politely informed burglars don’t typically drive company cars. How did I know it wasn’t stolen? I was ready to accept my hardware for solving two crimes in the same day. My apologies Gerald Cartwright Construction Ltd. But next time eat your lunch at a rest stop because someone on this street just got a whole lotta crazy.

Update on our stuff. I haven’t given a second thought to the things that were stolen last weekend. It’s interesting to look back and think there was a time I thought those things actually mattered. I could go the rest of my life and never wear another necklace.