When we got back from breakfast the cleaning lady was at our apartment. We went downstairs to leave her there to to do her job, and then came back later. I hadn't read our paper, but I couldn't find it anywhere when we got back, so I went to the lady, but she hadn't seen it. So, we went down to the coffee shop and read part of one there. Later I found our paper on a chair on the balcony, where Chris had been reading it and forgotten it. That just goes to show how relaxed we are these days. In the afternoon Carla called, to tell us the renters in our house had told her that the storage sheds on the property had been left unlocked. So we drove over there, and sure enough they were open, and some things were gone. All the wood and shelving pieces were gone, but the finished furniture was still there, except for the large folding table, and perhaps some other things we didn't miss right away. We called Brittany, and she will try to come down and see how much of her things are gone. While we were there, anyway, we picked up the rest of my clothes (except for the fur stole) and another small heater, so we would have one for each bathroom. After looking at the locks on the doors of the sheds, Chris said they had been opened by someone with the tools for that sort of activity. I hope we don't have any more stealing.