Maybe it's the fact that I was first robbed about 10 years ago, maybe it's the fact that we temporarily upped my antidepressants, or that I passed beyond stressed about three weeks ago, but I'm actually not all that upset about it. Annoyed yes - paperwork sucks. But not traumatized or anything. I'm OK, my bunny is OK - the rest of it is just "stuff" and not even particularly nice "stuff" at that. I can probably get better once the insurance comes through.

"Dear Mr. Burglar-Man: Thank you for stealing my crappy old electronics so that I can get new ones. Would you like to come back and steal anything else? I'd like a new TV plz thx..."