14 More Days...

I'm down to counting my days. 14 days and 6 hours.

To what, you ask!? MY OWN PLACE!
I'm really excited... I looked and looked and looked.... Found a few places that I liked, but they were in the wrong place, wanted me to move in too early, weren't in great buildings, or simply had massive broker fees that I was trying desperately to avoid.

And then I dramatically threw myself on my super's desk one day while walking in from work and told him I was devastated that I was leaving my building... The building that has a fantastic super, is on a great street - accessible to everything, has a doorman, is safe, and has great tenants. He laughs at me, then fate steps in! Apparently THAT DAY a woman in my building decided to rent her 1 bedroom apartment 4 floors up from me. I was certain it would be WAY out of my price range - the apartments in my building are humongous compared to normal NYC apartments. But she negotiated (and yes, rent is still ridiculous), and likes my move in date, so I get to stay! I just have to move up a few floors! I am unbelievably excited! No brokers fees, stay in the building, and I get to keep Tim (the super), who comes to save me from imaginary mice when the occasion requires it, or installs brand new a/c's when he thinks I might be hot (without me even complaining!)

How lovely is that?!

Who wants to visit!?