Feb 09 2005

Looking for a home…still.

Posted by J. Craig Canada in brookdale, patrick james
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craigslist s.f. bayarea | rooms & shares search for “”

Just went through 50 or so ads. There were only 4 ads for apartments for less than $600 and all of them specified no-smoking and/or no pets. And they didn’t have kitchens – just a refrigerator and microwave, NO HOTPLATES! Uh, no thanks. If you’re gonna have a problem with a hotplate you’re gonna have a problem with everything – like I would pay to live somewhere with no kitchen…

The same was true for most of the shares.

Several specified ‘no red meat eaten in the house’.

Sorry, but I’m not going to spend $600/month to have someone tell me what I can and can’t eat…

…and lots of female only places.

So, after reading about females only, no smoking, no drugs, no pets, no red meat, no, no, no, for several hours I did manage to find one or two remote possibilities and sent some emails and left some voicemails.

I’ve spent the past couple of days buried in my genealogy. I discovered a huge Garner database and that one of my 10th ggrandmothers was tried by dunking as a witch in England – Shrewsbury, Shropsire as I recall. She drowned, thereby proving her innocence. The next year her husband brought their son to the new world, in 1636.

Jane has been moved to Kaiser’s Rehab Hospital in Vallejo and will be there till the 24th I’m told. I’ve been meaning to visit but just can’t seem to get myself out of the house.

This turn of events has given me quite a turn. Just when I thought I could begin to do something besides move on move on move on. It’s taken me a couple of weeks to get my equilibrium back. It’s been months, years, since I’ve been able to do anything I want to do. Even when I try I can’t enjoy it. I can’t go to the beach and enjoy myself because I’m constantly carrying this dread and fear with me of losing everything and being on the streets.

The irony of the situation – that in the end a gay Santa Cruz sheriff will have made me homeless, indigent and destitute – I’m sure the San Bernardino Sheriffs are laughing their asses off over this.

Well, I spent every cent I had moving here, trusting I would be treated fairly and decently…I should have known it was too good to be true, I guess.

What is being done to me is legal, I guess, but it’s wrong. I don’t have the money to move. And I haven’t had time to save anything, I haven’t even had time to unpack.

And I have to live with the asshole that – after telling me over and over I had plenty of time to unpack and there was no hurry and it was all over now – I now have to live wth that asshole that came in on Monday night two weeks ago and told me I was being given notice…


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