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Nov. 9th, 2008 03:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theatokosI'm feeling very down today. Bennett has been on a a three week (2 weeks? time is losing its meaning) massive growth spurt, developmental and physical, and I am run down. So run down that I need to make a doctor's appointment to discuss why my hips to my feet continue to hurt so badly. I ache as badly as right before B was born. My knees will no longer let me bend down and push up with out holding on to something for support. I am also running a very low grade fever.
And, I'm getting depressed about housing prices in the Bay Area. Yesterday's tournament was in a wonderful middle class neighborhood, with yards and flowers and trees. A place where kids were playing outside and I could easily imagine kids trick-or-treating on their own in groups and no one would fear for their saftey. Yes, it was the burbs, but it beats our shitty street hands down.
I'm tired of being allergic to something. Tired of being uninspired to go for walks in my own neighborhood, tired of the transient nature of the area. So I looked at rent prices in other neighborhoods and parts of the Bay Area. Holy crap, I am not paying $1500 for a two bedroom apartment. We pay $1330 for a (very nice) "2 bedroom" (one bedroom with a dining room with doors) on a crappy street. I feel more than a little trapped here. I'm trying hard not to be a victim about this. But for today I am down about it.
To cheer me up, here are pictures that Adam's cousin took of B 2 weeks ago. He is noticably larger now, but I think these are gorgeous.
And, I'm getting depressed about housing prices in the Bay Area. Yesterday's tournament was in a wonderful middle class neighborhood, with yards and flowers and trees. A place where kids were playing outside and I could easily imagine kids trick-or-treating on their own in groups and no one would fear for their saftey. Yes, it was the burbs, but it beats our shitty street hands down.
I'm tired of being allergic to something. Tired of being uninspired to go for walks in my own neighborhood, tired of the transient nature of the area. So I looked at rent prices in other neighborhoods and parts of the Bay Area. Holy crap, I am not paying $1500 for a two bedroom apartment. We pay $1330 for a (very nice) "2 bedroom" (one bedroom with a dining room with doors) on a crappy street. I feel more than a little trapped here. I'm trying hard not to be a victim about this. But for today I am down about it.
To cheer me up, here are pictures that Adam's cousin took of B 2 weeks ago. He is noticably larger now, but I think these are gorgeous.