It isn’t easy looking for an apartment, I’ve learned today.
There was one that had a railing that needed to be painted. I felt if I ran my hand over it, I’d get splinters. Another place had the water heater inside the closet, which left only half a closet.
One other place where I was told would be open, was closed so I couldn’t look into it.
There IS something perfect for me, but I need to keep looking for it.
Meanwhile, it’s a long drive from Half Moon Bay to Monterey to look.