Finally, finally, after months and months in an excruciating approval process, i got word this afternoon that i’ve been accepted as a tenant in an old folks home in San Francisco. I move on 7 August to a spacious one-bedroom apartment there.
And OK, it’s not exactly an old folks home but rather housing for low-income seniors at the southwestern foot of Bernal Heights. It’s a great neighborhood, totally middle class, and dotted with excellent but affordable restaurants. Not to mention being a stone fruit’s throw from the Alemany Farmers’ Market and well within range of my other favorite farmers’ markets. And finally, excellent weather since it’s not in a fog belt.
So now i’ll be back in San Francisco where almost all my friends, markets, etc. are.
Will i be in heaven or what?
The downside is that now i’ll have to start taking better care of myself and exercising more caution. I mean, we don’t want a bitter irony as in “poor thing had been back for only three months when….”
Meanwhile, one of the things i’ll miss in Petaluma – the old mills. This one is at the Washington St. bridge.
