It's sort of hard to describe in words what it's like to walk out your front door and have your car not be parked where you left it. To say I was confused would be a big understatement. It took a few minutes to register what was going on and what I was seeing, or not seeing, and was shocking when I realized our car was stolen.
Of course I was upset that our car was gone. But I think I was equally as upset that it ruined the surprise that I had planned. Friday, January 24 was the last day of our Disney annual passes. The girls had been asking every single day for us to try to go one more time and we kept telling them we were too busy. So I decided that we were going to wake up and get ready for school, but instead of going to school, I was going to just get on the freeway and head down to Disneyland. After a few hours of sorting through the mess, I decided to rent a car and still go down to Disneyland.
By the time we got the rental car, and got down to Disneyland, it was after 430. So ridiculous! But the girls and I ended up having a really fun six hours! We rode almost everything they wanted to, including California Screaming several times. We got to a hotel around 11:30. We slept overnight, and headed home the next day. I think it was so worth it and memorable, even in light of the drama of our car being stolen.
