We're Just Like You...But We're Homeless

I have a sad announcement to make: We're moving out.

The looming arrival of a new baby has made our condo increasingly impractical. We love this place, but it has a quirky layout consisting mostly of stairs. Also, only one room has a door.

Having two kids in a two-bedroom apartment isn't necessarily a big problem. But here, the newborn would be in our bedroom, while Elliot would be four flights of stairs away, possibly pushing the furniture out the window.

So we made the difficult decision to put our place on the market, even if it meant leaving the best-watched neighborhood in the city. As it turns out, it sold fairly quickly — a little too quickly.

Now we have to move out tomorrow and have nowhere to go. I believe Crystal Waters summed up our situation best.



Don't worry, we'll make it work. Kelly and Elliot will go stay in Santa Cruz, while I couch-surf in the city and look for a laborer bunkhouse in Chinatown. I hope to send for my family when I get settled.