Posted on | August 21, 2014 | 2 Comments
Moving into a new apartment always makes you take stock of how you do things. The fresh, newness makes some of your old stuff look crappy and sad. Plus when you’re combining lives like we are you have to find entirely new solutions to old problems. We recently decided we need a different hamper situation for the new apartment.
Matt uses an old trashcan. I use a cumbersome black basket. So there’s some run for improvement. But, no mesh bags from Duane Reade or oversized pastel plastic baskets. A simple yet somewhat stylish hamper that doesn’t take up too much space is what we crave. Is that a crazy request?
Posted on | August 20, 2014 | 5 Comments
Guys, I’ve put on a few pounds. I know, I know. It happens. But that doesn’t help me feel any less turrible about the fact that some of my cuter jeans don’t fit. I’m getting my gym game back together and I’ve stopped eating everything I want to whenever I want to. So that should help. I’m trying to get rid of about twenty or so of these pounds. So when Urban Remedy contacted me and asked me to take part in their August #MyUrbanRemedy challenge I figured it was a sign of some sort. Urban Remedy is a fantastic company that creates cleanses and kits as well as juices, snacks and ala carte items. I am not huge on the idea of juice cleanses (I LIKE TO EAT) but the Metabolism Kit spoke to me as a nice jump start to this weight loss I am about to dominate.
My kit arrived last night and I’ll be participating for the next three days which includes Moving Day (idiot). I’ll be posting some of my three day experiences on instagram and when all is said and done check back here for a recap of my experience.
Oh and did I mention NO COFFEE. Isn’t that the saddest thing you’ve ever heard?
Urban Remedy sent me The Metabolism Kit at no charge but the opinions I provide will be my own.
Posted on | August 15, 2014 | 6 Comments
Nothing to see here. Just a lady pretending to ice skate through her new apartment. Yahoo indeed.
Happy Weekend Dudes. xo
Posted on | August 14, 2014 | 1 Comment
T-minus 5 hours until closing. FYI.
And with that comes all the things you do when you do this crazy moving thing. Pack up all of your shit. Find movers. Alert buildings/coop boards/management companies. Hire a painter. Etc. We’re currently in the throes of choosing paint colors which has proven a bit tricky. Within three minutes of our first trip to the hardware store we learned that when it comes to paint we don’t have similar tastes. At all. In fact they’re quite different. But we’re trying, we’re compromising. And we’re close. Much closer then we were after that tense walk home post our first trip to the paint chip wall.
Picking paint colors is hard enough when it’s just me and my indecisiveness . But now, there’s a whole other person and it turns out he has opinions too. The nerve.
But we’ll get there. And it’ll be all good. And if it’s not Matt keeps reminding me that we’ll repaint. And that’s when I remind myself that we’re about to OWN this effing place. We can paint it six hundred times if we want to.
Posted on | August 12, 2014 | 4 Comments
I am closing on an apartment … This. Thursday. Gulp. That’s in three days. I’m still in disbelief. None of it seems real. Closing on apartments is something grown ups do.
Matt and I decided to move in together last year sometime. It was pretty obvious where things were headed, and in the progression of our relationship, cohabitation seemed like the next logical step. I have been thinking about buying something for a few years but every time I started the search in the past I would become immediately overwhelmed and decide the time wasn’t right. I’d go to open houses but I couldn’t bring myself to do anything after. But this time it was different. This time around I had a partner in crime who was knowledgable, patient and willing to listen to all my worries and woes. With Matt by my side I finally felt like maybe I could handle the responsibility of homeownership. He rarely gets overwhelmed, he’s incredibly handy(!) and level headed. Suddenly taking on the NYC real estate market didn’t seem quiet so scary. It’s amazing how do-able things become when you’ve found your teammate.
I had a pipe dream of buying an entire brownstone. I figured we would rent a part or parts of it to help pay for the mortgage and once it was paid off we’d own the entire thing. Makes total sense, right? Well, not exactly. To find anything even remotely close to our price range we had to look way out in Brooklyn sacrificing some of the things that I love so much about living here; proximity to the city and to Prospect Park and to cute coffee shops, bars and restaurants. A big part of the reason I choose to live here is being able to get anywhere with public transportation and/or walking. The farther out we went the less I felt like I was in New York City. I need to be close to the action, and I’m just not ready to give that up yet.
So we changed our search. We started looking for a two bedroom apartment closer to the city. We wanted to be in a fun neighborhood and I wanted to be close to the park or some place where I could run. I think a place to be outside, especially in New York, is crucial to happiness. I know it’s one of my happy things. So we spent most Sundays going to open houses. You would be amazed (disturbed) at how expensive everything is and how quickly it gets snapped up. We learned that you needed to be able to act fast and as my broker said, “come out with guns blazing.” Meaning, the market in Brooklyn is so competitive right now that places are going for 10% OVER asking price. And most folks put 30% down. It’s crazy town.
After two rejected offers, one finally stuck. I guess it’s true what they say about the third time being a charm.
We’ll move in August 22. I cannot wait. Here’s some pictures from the listing, better ones coming soon.
Kitchen (Not pictured: a washer/dryer!)
Master bedroom, second bedroom, bathroom and hallway
Building exterior, shared private courtyard
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