...someone stole my bicycle out of our shed.
I was in the back yard this morning, talking to my neighbour and saw that the shed door was open.
With a sinking feeling in my gut, I walked over and saw that my bike was gone.
So, if you're out and about in Halifax... and you see a bike that fits the following description, please let me know:
A 13.5" frame metallic coloured (almost a gold-bronze colour) Yukon Giant.
Red bars on the ends of the handlebars
and my black helmet.
I ride that bike to work. It's my "car" from April until November. It's my exercise and it saves us money. And to tell you the honest truth, I'm so freaking strapped for cash all the time that I really can't afford to buy a new helmet much less a bicycle. Yes, kick a girl when she's down.
So, to whoever decided that stealing my bike seemed like a good idea: Thanks, ever so much. You really, really made my day. If I see you out riding it, well, I can't say what my reaction will be. But I will send you flowers in the hospital. Grrrrrrrrrr.