To all those who have left comments, posts on my Facebook wall, emails, voicemails, texts, and all forms of telepathic communication: thank you so much for your thoughts and words of luck and love. I have been/continue to be overwhelmed with the generosity of my family, my friends, and of perfect strangers.
For the past week+, I have been staying with my friend Margot in the Lower Haight, where she is house/dogsitting for 2 weeks. She has been so generous in sharing this space and her time with me, as well as her clothes (walking around in SF in Sugoi spandex isn't exactly the style I'm shooting for) and the company of the 2 dogs, Petey and Matilda.
I've been spending a lot of time searching Craigslist for my own place to live. There is not a lack of places. However, there is a lack of affordable places in places I want to live and an over-abundance of others who share the same situation. I went to one open house yesterday where the housemates had already met 60 people that day alone. It was that house, too, that I felt the most drawn to. But, beggars can't be choosers, and as I ended the day feeling a bit discouraged, a bit anxious to get my own space and free up that of those who've been generous enough to host me, I got a phone call from a house here in the Lower Haight offering me a room in a 3 month sublet. It was the first place I saw yesterday and it had grown on me over the course of the day. I haven't officially accepted it yet, but plan to on Tuesday when I meet the remainder of the roommates. I'll have a small but furnished room for the months of October, November, and December at which point the sublettor returns to reclaim her space...and I start the search again. But that's ok, gives me time to get a more focused search done for something slightly more permanent at the beginning of the new year. I think it's going to be a fun place -- good sign: bumping into one of the housemates last night at a bar on Haight St. One with a great beer selection.
So, today I'm meeting up with my friend Lucas from BU who's here in the East Bay for grad school. I spent last Wednesday night with Gabe, from Boston, catching up and seeing his new place. He's been generous, too, as I've been using his computer daily to spearhead this apt. search effort. I spent Friday with my friend Laura, also from my BU days, who's in town for grad school now, too. There's a little life starting to take shape now, and with a place to live all but secured, I'm getting excited to delve into the job search. Updates on that later.
THANK YOU ALL AGAIN FOR YOU GENEROSITY AND KINDNESS.
Peace,
-t.
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Hi Terra-
Beware-- Rambling ahead!! Reading your San Francisco story made me think back to when I spent a couple of years there. Wes was only 5 months old when we moved to SF in October of 1988. I wasn't much older than you are now...We rented a 2-bedroom flat for $850 a month, and day care was $100 a week. I can't even imagine what anything costs there now!! After struggling to make ends meet with 2 decent jobs and a major earthquake (1989) too, we decided to try Maine. Now somehow, it's 17 years later...Enjoy your time at this time of your life. SF is a beautiful place. We lived at 716 Judah off of 19th Ave, very close to Golden Gate Park. I rode the train & bus every day under the Golden Gate to work. I managed Marina Pet Hospital on Lombard St -- One of my many lives!!! Sad to say I haven't had an opportunity to go back since then...maybe someday...ENJOY!! Carrie (Coach) Hart - Almost forgot to tell you how proud I am of you for completing your ride! It was fun to catch up with your comments, etc. on your blog...still patiently awaiting my t-shirt!! Did your parents make it out for your finish? I saw your dad downtown one day and he thought they were coming out to meet you.
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