A Wake-Up Call

So, tonight, I went to Abbie's birthday party to help out. We had a great time (post coming), and the birthday girl seemed to be thrilled with the turnout. As we loaded into our car, I noticed that something was slightly off with the passenger side. As I looked further, I realized that the glove compartment was open, everything was strewn on the floor, and all of the contents of the center console were thrown on the seats. I asked Jason if he had come out to the car- he said no, and I knew that I hadn't done it, either. I asked Heather, and some others, and the general consensus was that no one had been in my car. It looks as though someone had tried to break into my car. Luckily, I didn't have anything of value in the car, but that was actually an exception to what I normally have in my car. Usually, when I go to Heather's house, I leave my cell phone in the car, my purse, and more often than not, my keys are sitting in the ignition!! Now, Heather doesn't live in the inner-city! Her house is in a quiet neighborhood in the middle of a small down. The ballsy thing about this event is that there was a BIRTHDAY party going on! People were constantly in and out, and a decent portion of the party was actually outside! I've learned that I need to be better with locking my doors, because, hey, even small town Utah isn't always safe!