A toothless crackhead tried to rob me at the gas station two blocks from my house yesterday.
I'm fine physically but was emotionally pretty shaken up.
We're meeting with our realtor this week to talk about selling our house and moving elsewhere. With Alan's new job, we can't leave the area (at large), but we're thinking we'll rent somewhere in a much nicer neighborhood. We'll have to pay more in rent than we do for our mortgage, and we won't get the tax benefits of being a homeowner, but our safety is the first priority. One idea we have is to rent an apartment in one of the new high rises in San Francisco. We'll see. We know we're going to take a bath on this since we're underwater, the question is, how much of one? We'll find out later this week.
Keep your fingers crossed for us.