To talk of many things:
Of moves–and cars–and occupancy dates–
Of peniless–and change–
Of lease mistakes–and leasing breaks–
And Manhattan in the breeze–
So, my long radio silence explained in one word: stress.
Signed a lease today. Moving to the city.
Landlord’s reaction to lease break, firsthand: unknown.
Landlord’s reaction to lease break, secondhand: not good.
Them there’s some big changes on the horizon. I hope we made the right decision(s). I am going to be divesting myself of quite a voluminous amount of random stuff (whatever I cannot sell) in an attempt to make the move more possible.
Our lease starts March 1.
The apartment is a big 3bedroom that is going to be gut-rennovated, so it is a real steal for 1350$ a month. I just wish I had more reassurance about what my current landlord’s plans ential. I really tried to do the stand up thing with my notice letter, but I have this fear that things are not going to work out cordially in that arena.
Our new realty office kicks ass though. They were super-helpful. They are called Vertical Horizions, they operate out of a modest office on 1790 99th street on 3rd ave. If you are looking for an apartment in the UES of Manhattan, call them.
Work, both 9-5, and work-after-work has been stressing me more than usual, it is not helping with the other stuff. I just hope that in a month, I am looking back at all this pressure with amused nostalgia.
Donations of funds or labor to me and
Book reviews this week, or never again.