Who Steals Shoes?

One of my neighbors, that's who.

So I ran the Ho Ho 5K the other day and was partially on a trail by a wetlands area so needless to say it was a muddy, mucky mess for a bit.  My shoes were a little worse for the wear, so when I got home I put them on the back porch so the mud would dry up and I could flake most of it off and then take them in to properly wash them. The problem is that it's been raining cats and dogs here so on Monday I checked on my shoes and they were still wet and gross so I decided to leave them out a bit longer to dry.  Tuesday morning as I left my house for work they were still sitting by my sliding glass door in all of their muddy glory.  Tuesday afternoon when I got home they were noticeably absent.

I say it was noticeable not because I check on my shoes that much, but these babies were BRIGHT HIGHLIGHTER GREEN and very hard to miss, even with the mud.  So I asked BF if he had moved my shoes somewhere.  He said no.  So I started looking around the back porch thinking I had maybe moved them and not remembered, but then I realized that I hadn't.  So then it occurred to me that someone came up to my back porch, ingnored everything else there and took my muddy gross shoes. 

Here's the thing.  Those shoes are Nike ID shoes...which means they were a customized one of a kind pair with unique colors and a PERSONAL LOGO EMBROIDERED ON THE BACK. 

Way to go idiot thief neighbor... now when I see you wearing my running shoes I can PROVE that you stole them because they had a personal slogan embroidered ONTO THE SHOE. How are you going to hide that? 

My plan is to keep an eye out for them and jump the jerk who stole them.  I know I should be all "Turn the other cheek" on this, but you know what, I liked those dang shoes and you deserve a black eye and a bloody nose for stealing... ESPECIALLY around the holidays. 

Now I'm super bummed because I feel unsafe like ANYTHING I leave out on the porch (chairs, etc) will be taken and that someone might be lurking around trying to break into houses!  We live in a pretty safe and friendly area, but now I'm worried.  And pissed.  Mostly pissed because my comfy shoes are gone.

I'll find you, Thief, where ever you may be, and when you least expect it, BAM, I'm getting my shoes back.


Two days until Disneyland and boy do I need that vacation.