Nothing to Steal
I awoke this morning to discover that I had left the back door unlocked. All night, all of our belongings were freely available to just anybody – not to mention our sleeping selves! Now, I don't seriously believe we were in any danger. I doubt that anyone creeps up to our apartment in the night to test if locks are open. No one comes near. But we all do it, don't we – we lock, and double-check, on the slim and far-out chance that someday, someone might be looking for just such an opportunity. Not too attractive I'm fortunate to live in a fairly low-crime area, but even so, my husband Jon and I don't have much that would be attractive to a thief. Jon's bicycle, maybe – although it's about 15 years old. He does take good care of it. Our TV and Blu-ray player, maybe – although the TV is a few years old and fairly small, and lots of people don't play any type of disc anymore. Our laptops, maybe – but they aren't in plain sight, and they're old enough...