I filled out a long paper to qualify for senior housing. Paper work these days is long and sometimes difficult to find the answers to questions.
Who remembers the exact day, month and year they moved into an apartment and the same for the day they moved out? Who remembers the time they first signed up for a particular health and medication insurance?
Who remembers the name and information on all the past landlords?
Then, the paper requires detailed information on my budget. My financial situation has changed radically, and so, I’m not certain yet, how my budget will affect me in the coming months. But the paper work has to be filled out.
After the paper work is finished for the senior housing, there is still a one to three year wait until it’s possible to move in. By that time, hopefully, another place – a better one will be found.
Then there is the new insurance and medical forms to fill out, and the mountains of paper work that follows. It must be read and understood. Who understands their medical insurance in it’s entirety? It’s more complicated than arranging travel around the world.
Meanwhile, there’s a life to be lived and I’m on it. I will be interviewed about my one year journey by the Half Moon Bay Review.
Yesterday I had a lovely dinner at a home of friends in an awesome house between Half Moon Bay and El Granada. To get upstairs from the ground level in their house, you either take an elevator, or walk up on glass steps. Yes, glass steps. Take your shoes off and walk in stocking feet.
I’m learning from folks that my one year on the road, in the skies and train tracks, is unique, especially for someone my age and to be alone. When I left the U.S. to begin the trek, I never thought about the uniqueness of it. I just packed up and left.