THE SECOND STORY | March 21st, 2019

The A word…Alameda Shredding Party!


When I was in 4th grade our family moved three times: from Costa Mesa to Claremont (San Diego) to La Jolla (San Diego) and to Daly City (in the SF fog belt). Except for Costa Mesa, each of these homes were rentals.

My dad was in upper management for a concrete supplies company, and he was transferred to those locations.

When I was in 5th and 6th grade, my folks found a great lot, up on a hill, in San Rafael (where the sun mostly shines), and they decided to build a home there.

But when I was about to start junior high, my folks moved us back down to Newport Beach, because they felt we needed to be grounded (not as a punishment) but to call a place ‘home’ for several years. And it was a lovely home.

But, back to LaJolla. That’s where the 4 of us kids lived in one room…two bunk beds, and a crib in the middle. The two older kids got the top beds, kid  #3 got a bottom bunk, and the youngest slept in the crib.

At the same time, my dad’s mom came to live with us. So Grandma got her own room. And she loved sitting out on the deck in the evenings, while the cooler ocean air whipped around the hills.

Just last week something brought this to my mind: asbestos. After thinking for a while, I realized that back in the day (in LaJolla), while I was in bed and still awake, I was picking off the small bits of the pop-corn ceiling within arm’s reach. I mean, what else was there to do?

Popcorn ceilings are not necessarily a bad thing. I think they were supposed to provide some insulation between the roof and the finished ceiling inside the house, before anybody knew anything negative about it.

These days the environmental booklet that is required to be given out to buyers, is a treasure-trove of would-be-disasters. Every once in a while I scan through it.

I know that going through all of the state, county, and city disclosures is a pain in the butt…but I suggest you do just that. Because, no matter what, you will have to sign off on receiving that booklet of joy, whether you read it not.

Alameda Real Estate this Week

(One of my good friends emailed me after I posted last week’s blog, to let me know that the links weren’t working. Thank you, Alan. Once I knew that, I was able to fix whatever was wrong. Sorry!)

Tues Tour 9

Total Active listings this week 43, including on BOM (back on market)

Total pending listings this week 47

Total sold this week 10

That’s a wrap for now!

You’re invited to my 12th Annual Shredding Party 

this Saturday 9-12! Rain or Shine!


You have my contact info, if you don’t have my address, call me, and bring your stuff to shred, have some donuts, juice, and fruit!

Hang around for a while, or dump and run!

Best, marilyn



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I arrived in Alameda in 1973, as a new bride...with husband Carl Schumacher, both of us from Newport Beach. He was embarking on his career as a Naval Architect (i.e. yacht designer) under Gary Mull. Please see the 'ABOUT ME' page in this website! to see how it has all turned out! I'm so blessed!