Oh.

A few weeks ago, I arrived home from a Saturday morning errand and I was given quite the scare.

The front door of our apartment was slightly ajar.

I slowly stepped inside and called out, "Hello?....Hello?"  No answer.

My heart started racing.  Stuff was strewn everywhere.  Furniture was out of place.

We'd been robbed.

Wait, the tv is still here.

Wait, so are the laptops.

Oh.

We haven't been robbed.  This is how we live.