Had my bag stolen, apart from my purse and house keys, my studio keys were in there, and my laptop, and a new top I'd just bought myself for a business event today (which I had to cancel, as I only had 1 hour sleep and had no way of getting in to my studio to get my stuff before the event).
Sat on my doorstep at 2.00am, locked out, freezing and crying my eyes out.
Eventually a friend organised a locksmith to come round and basically drill one of the locks to get me in to my house. I couldn't think straight any more and was just shaking and crying.
MIL and FIL drove the 45 minutes in the middle of the night to make sure I was OK.
Did a bad thing as I was running home from work (where my bag was stolen). Texted my H and asked him to help me please. He didn't really offer any help, just came up with a couple of suggestions.
Have felt really, really alone because of that, and have spent a lot of the day in tears.
Should be focussing on the amazing help I've had from some very kind people instead. Can hopefully get my mind to think more along those lines soon.
