Hard decisions

It's time to talk again about leaving the Bay Area.

Adam and I both have full-time jobs and it barely covers everything, including our exorbitant $2800 rent on our pleasure palace in scenic South Berkeley. The only reason I've hesitated is because I absolutely love our friends here. The idea of leaving, especially because we can't afford it, breaks my heart.

That said, so does the idea that we're stressed all the time. That's a bunch of bullshit. I talked to my dad last week and he said: "$2800? I never paid a mortgage that large."

Something is very, very wrong.