327. Violated

Last night while we were away from our house someone broke in. The thief didn't take too much, thankfully, but the idea of someone in our house, riffling through our things is a horribly violating feeling. He came in through a window in the kitchen. By the appearance of doors and drawers look through most of our things. We haven't made it home yet to inventory the lost, but the best we can figure, the thief took our Christmas presents that had just arrived via Fed Ex from Colorado.