For 24 hours, and it totally sucked. Joanna and I have been looking for housing for the past month. It’s really hard because all the good places that show up on craigslist are gone within two days. Last weekend we watched a beautiful house in Portola Valley pass us by, which was hugely demoralizing. Just when I thought I would have to settle for a cruddy apartment someplace in Menlo Park on account of not being able to get five people together to rent a nice place, fortune smiled on us.
Erc, Jo, Kej and I went to an open house yesterday in Woodside, and today, we signed the lease for it. Our house has three fireplaces, a spacious living room with large windows, sits on 6 acres and despite being only 8 minutes from campus, feels like it is situated in the country. I think we are going to need to buy a pony to keep up appearances with the neighbors. Or a racehorse.
Anyways, we’ll invite people over for dinner in mid-September, when we move in.
where did you sleep when you were homeless? In a car? At a friend’s place? In your parents’ house