Theft

:::sigh:::

Diane called late this afternoon. She’d been shopping (somewhere in San Hose, I guess), had her purse on the counter, looked away for just a moment, and someone grabbed her wallet. Between then and the time Diane called, someone had used her Home Depot card… (as someone wondered Sunday morning, “Home Depot? Not the Visa, or the MC, or the AmEx, or the Macy’s, but the Home Depot???”) She’d spent most of the afternoon with the police, and on the phone with the bank, and the credit card companies, and the credit bureaus…

She was planning to go back tomorrow morning and beat the bushes, hoping to find the wallet, at least (and the pictures and other non-money stuff), consequently was planning to sing at the 11:30, instead of the 8:30, as originally planned.