So today was awful. Someone broke into Chris's truck. We were just in our apartment sorting through things. The back window was shattered. They stole our medical kit. Whoever broke into our truck must have really needed that Ned kit. That broken window totally ruined our day. It scared the heck out of me. I was in tears. I kept telling him, "I don't even have a friend yet!" Why do bad things happen to good people? Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day. It's our first Sunday going to our new ward. I'm really excited.