Today I pick up my keys to my new home. It's been 2 years since I've had my own place.
In that time I've lived:
parents for a month, looking
mission/la lengua nov-open feb
rented art studio dec 2013
got storage unit
back at parents due to illness
turned down bernal cut spot, allergies, too sick
housesat a week at ariah's, swam at temescal pool!
temescal end dec-mid march
gave up art studio jan 2014
piedmont 2 sickening weeks in march
back at parents
*disability insurance finally kicking in, retro from previous may 2014
noe valley 3 months, dryer sheets right when i started settling in
turned down creepy hiked rent, no doorbell piedmont studio
5 days dog sitting in june
33 nights in san diego mid july-mid august
turned down room facing prostitution/drug house
10 days in new mexico, vacationing with ariah
signed lease for essex street!!!
I went from being super-sick where even anticipating being talked to hurt and caused me distress, impacting my fatigue and healing, having to avoid car exhaust, even a block away, covering face to breath when walking past chemicals, not being able to stay inside a highrise building without windows, to taking a 2.5 hour plane ride!!!
Healing progresses greatly in San Diego being out on the beach, breathing that air, being in the sun, having no agenda, sleeping surrounded by open windows. I've also eaten alkaline since May, avoiding sugar, flour, dairy (some cheese later), all fruit (some later). Some spurts of walking 2 miles a day. Also, being away from stressful family.