Then Part 2
This trip unfortunately turned for the worst. But first I had a little more fun....
Thursday night we went out to a karaoke bar. Now I am not the type of girl who is completely outgoing, I do have my shy moments. I decided that I wanted to do something out of the unusual for me, so karaoking it was! I choose a song that was not high pitched (something I could actually sing) and something that would be light-heartd and fun. I decided on Kid Rock, All Summer Long. I have actually heard Kid Rock play live at a Romney/Ryan rally in West Chester, but that is another story.
We waited what seemed like over an hour after we requested our songs, but sure enough it was finally time. Thankfully one of my friends decided she would sing with me, this took off a lot of pressure. We went up there and just had fun with it. Nobody cared how good of a singer you were, probably because it was a bar and most were wasted, so we danced, acted young, and probably skipped a few lines or two of the song.
The next morning we headed back to work. We started out with prayer and a devotion as usual, as Habitat for Humanity is a Christian organization and we always pray before and after we work. I remember this one as Gaston, our Habitat leader, was talking about a verse in which the Lord watches over his sheep and never leaves them, even in a time of fear or danger.
I worked putting up drywall and remember thinking, it would be so easy for someone to mess with our cars and we would never hear it due to the loud nosies coming from the generator.
We took a break about 10:30 and something felt uneasy. I walked over to the cars, parked in the lot right next to the house, and someone had busted our car windows and stolen purses, backpacks, and bags.
I had brought my purse that day because we were headed to a baseball game and shopping right after and thought I would need money. I luckily placed my cell phone on the Habitat truck and still had that.
I called my mom and was a complete mess. This was the first time (and hopefully last) that my purse has ever been stolen.
They took $200 in cash, 3 credit cards, my Drivers License, my college ID, my dorm keys, senior pictures of my friends....everything.
As I look back on this I think about how blessed we truly were to not be hurt. Whoever stole our stuff could tell we were out of state (license plates) and we were volunteers for Habitat, making us an easy target.
The lesson learned from this was to not put all of your eggs in one basket (ie. money, credit cards, etc)
It is also a reminder that when people are doing the Lord's work, the devil is over on the side trying to distract you, taking away from the main purpose.
Needless to say, I was grumpy the rest of the trip and wanted so badly to be home. We even missed out on the opportunity to see DJ PaulyD, who was making an appearance at a nightclub downtown that night.
The drive back home was long. And with no money to spend, I was grateful to have awesome friends who gave me money to eat on the way home, but I have never been so happy to be back in Ohio.
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