In a few hours, husband and I board a train in our current town and head for a day trip to our new hometown. Today we expect to sign a lease on an apartment in some new fancy construction on the West Side of Manhattan. And I am poised between worlds.
I tend to list positives and negatives at these moments of decision (and drive my husband crazy in the process). I hope the exercise helps me to find calm in the new apartment. Naming the worst case scenario assists me in finding peace with whatever events could possibly unfold. This apartment is beautiful and gorgeously appointed in a development in which it is among the more modest layouts and price points (the old “don’t buy the best house on the block” idea). A massively cool exercise facility and pool on the premises, along with other amenities. And walking distance for hubby to work in west 50s, as well as walking distance for me to Broadway theatres and major museums. And then there are the things we don’t know — potential for construction nearby, and dwelling on one of the lower floors of this midrise building. Will I feel like a “bottom dweller”?
More on the adventures of this kid in the big city as the weeks progress.