Yeah, so, we’re moving.
We’re leaving our beloved Dogpatch for Glen Park. I know, I know. How typical. You get knocked up and move to Glen Park. Well, as much as we love Dogpatch and desperately wanted to stay, we had to move. We only have a one-bedroom apartment here, and apparently Dogpatch has become very aware of how cool it is, because the rent for a two-bedroom apartment is outrageous.
Basically, the rent for a two-bedroom, dog-friendly apartment in Dogpatch/Potrero Hill was close to $3,000 a month. You’d think for that kind of dough you’d at least get a lot of space. Yeah, not so much. What we saw was a series of apartments with tiny bedrooms, no closet space and, I think, one of the places had an outhouse. Dogpatch is awesome, but we can’t live beyond our means to stay here.
At the recommendation of our friend Heidi, we decided to check out Glen Park. It’s close to the freeway so I can get to work in Oakland, and there’s a BART station to take David to Caltrain so he can get to work in Mountain View. What we quickly discovered was that we got way more bang for our buck in Glen Park. We had barely begun serious apartment hunting when we found a two-bedroom HOUSE with a garage, washer and dryer, backyard, a deck, a family room and a large living room.
The house is stuck in a time wrap. It’s got 70s-style wallpaper in the bedroom and laundry room, green tiles and yellow walls in the kitchen and wood paneling in the large family room. We fell completely in love. I knew instantly this was our home.
We sent in the paper work Thursday night. We were approved Friday afternoon, and we signed the papers and picked up the keys on Saturday. Everything happened so fast, which is pretty much the way David and I have done things since the day we met.
We can’t wait to start exploring our new hood, but we will miss Dogpatch so much. We have a lot of favorites here: Mr. & Mrs. Miscellaneous, Just for You Cafe, Serpentine and Hard Knox Cafe; and Goat Hill Pizza, Chez Maman and Baked up on Potrero Hill. We will be coming back again and again to revisit our faves.
We loved this apartment and our awesome landlords, Maria and Eugene. This apartment was David and I’s first place together. I beat cancer here. We got engaged here. We got married here. It’s a little sad to leave, but we knew we couldn’t stay in a one-bedroom apartment forever. We were already busting at the seams in this place.
We are so happy about the new place. There’s room for me, David, Homer and spawn! You can check out the photos on my Flickr page. It’s going to be our home. This is it. Hopefully, we are not moving again for a long time, because packing sucks.