I'm going to sound like a raving lunatic, but here goes anyway.
The first time we had a break in, there were obvious marks where they forced their way into the house. The last three times there is no sign of forced entry.
Here's why I feel like I'm going crazy. Every few days my house looks like someone's gone through it. Stuff will be moved around, random dirty dishes that we didn't use, and small nonsense items will be missing. Example: I took the kids on a walk yesterday and when I came back, my violin was sitting in the middle of the floor when it was stored in the closet. My husband's theory is that someone's casing our house.
I think someone's been in the house many, many times since we've lived here. I have two dogs and neither of them barked the last two times we were burglarized. That tells me that whoever it is has been here enough to get to know them and that is terrifying.
I sound paranoid, I know, but when it's happened so many times...I mean...you start to feel that way.
Here's the real kicker. The head of maintenance here has a master key to every single house on post. The maintenance workers are allowed to go into your house without your permission whenever they want. It's part of the lease agreement because if there's a gas leak or something, they need to be able to access your house. The man who holds the master key to every house is a convicted felon who was dishonorably discharged from the military for stealing assault rifles. The look-up of this man's name confirmed that.
How are we supposed to feel safe?
Last night four cars had their windows smashed and stuff taken and one car had all four tires slashed. This place is a mad house. Thank God my husband is PCS-ing soon so that we don't have to live here anymore. Everyone tells me not to let this post paint my picture of the military, so I'm holding out hope that it can only get better from here.