Sometimes life sucks. A lot. This would be one of those times. I have no camera to post any pictures because both of our good digital cameras got stolen when our home was broken into this week. We came home to find all the doors open on the middle floor. The drawers in our bedroom had been rifled through, my jewelry box, and who knows what else. It is such a creepy feeling to know that someone has been in your house and looked through your stuff. I don't care that much about what they took (although they did get my wedding ring among others). Stuff is so material, I can always buy more. But the creepy feeling is the worst part, along with the fear that they might come back.
To add insult to injury, or in this case, injury to insult, this morning, as I was carrying Joonas down the stairs, I slipped on a toy and fell all the way down the stairs with Joonas. ARGH. We went to the doctor and Joonas appears to be fine. I had to go for some xrays and for those I don't have the results yet. But I hurt, all over. I can't step on my left heel at all and my right knee is shot.
Anyway, that's been my life. They say that bad things happen in 3s (well old Finnish ladies do anyway). So, the company Pentti works for continues to be in financial crisis. We got robbed and now I fell down the stairs. Could that be the "three"? This dark cloud of gloom and misery can pass onto someone else now; I have had enough.
