Category: Manhattan


Trying to catch up

Today is my off day so I am trying to catch up. I have caught up with my Yankee blog, but that is easy since I am writing a post for every game and I just have to look up the games on MLB.com. This blog is my life, which right now is rather boring.

Earlier I was walking around my apartment and looked out the window, it looked like something was stuck to my fire escape. When I walked closer to my window I saw it was a little bird, a chickadee I think. I ran to get my camera, hoping he would still be there when I got back and I could get a picture. I got several pictures. He didn’t even fly away when I put my face up to the window and started talking to him, just hopped to the other side of the fire escape.

Now I have to go, I do have things to do, I plan on being back tomorrow to write more.

After the hurricane passed through New York, I read headlines like this: ‘Some Hurricane,’ New Yorkers Grumble as Danger Passes with quotes like this:

“With all the preparations and all the hoopla on TV, it was all for naught,” he said. “I feel embarrassed that we made such a to-do.”

“The cops were riding around telling people to get out, and we were making fun of what a big deal” the storm had not been, Mr. Fenton said.

No big deal? Maybe he would like to tell that to the million people in New Jersey and New York (each) and the Hundreds of thousands more residents in Massachusetts, Connecticut and Rhode Island without power, to the people whose houses and businesses floated away, to the million people who rely on the trains to get into the city to work. He could also tell that to the two people whose kayak overturned and the rescue workers that saved their lives, or the hundreds of work crews that labored through the night on the train tracks looking for fallen trees and mud slides and arranging for clean up and repairs.

As for the comment that the mayor over reacted by shutting down mass transit, could you imagine the response if water had gotten into the tunnels and shorted out the system? Not only would you have damage to the system, you would also have hundred if not thousands of people trapped in subway cars in tunnels. Would that have been better?

Yes New York City did not get hit as hard as forecast, but if anyone thinks this storm is no big deal, they should go tell that to the families of the 40 people that died.

Leaving Beacon

And this time it feels like forever but I don’t know why. Maybe because I know the car is loaded up with the last of my belongings and soon D and Stitch will be driving to my apartment with them. The last of my worldly possessions, or at least the last I have room for. Maybe it was Gwen telling me that the next time I came to visit things would look much different, things might be just gone. Maybe it was standing on train platform realizing I had never gone to the corn festival and not caring. I’m really a city girl at heart. I was never meant to live in the country.

Whatever the reason, whatever happens from this moment forward Beacon is no longer home, it never felt much like home to tell the truth.

It’s a miserable day to be moving, cold, nasty, and rainy. The game got rained out and for a while D was saying he might not drive down in the rain, but he is and so I feel like I am leaving Beacon forever and embarking on a new great adventure.

but I have decided not to stress about it. I was moving for one, getting settled in, and I got sick. First a cold, then today all day I have been feeling like I was going to throw up. So bad that I decided to just stay home tonight even though it was supposed to be my first night at church.

Sitting here watching the Yankee game and live blogging, I realize I need a lamp, this half of the apartment gets rather dark at night. I didn’t realize it until I was spending the evenings here. I just wonder where I am going to put a lamp.

My very first post

From my new apartment that is. I know I have posted before about my apartment, but this is me sitting on my new couch/bed looking at the rest of my stuff (but not all my stuff, forgot things in the old place still). All my furniture is here, mostly new, a few old small things I wanted to keep. I am pretty happy with how things are right now.

Of course now I have to go out and do some more shopping. at least now when I’m done, I don’t have a long ride back home.

Mine, Mine, Mine

My boss and I were talking about moving the other day. He has recently purchased a house and moved. He was telling me about when he was moving in and had to stop to get something to eat, so he heated something up in the microwave and ate it. As he was sitting and eating it, he had the thought, this is home now.

Today Em and I came down to the city, she had a nail appointment, I had a suitcase and some bags with stuff in them. The furniture store was delivering the stuff I had bought so we needed to be there. Em went to get her nails done, I went to the apartment to put things away, then I closed the window, locked the door and headed for the stairs. As I walked down the hallway I thought, “This is my hallway, these are my stairs, I’m home now.”

Has two locked doors to get in the building, between the doors are the mailboxes, which are also locked.

The stairs up to the fourth floor are narrow. The door to my apartment has two locks.

There is a fire escape. I feel like a real New Yorker in a typical Manhattan apartment.

Scary thoughts

When I first thought about moving I had some scary thoughts. After all I haven’t lived on my own in many years, so moving is a scary idea. Then the obvious security concerns of a woman living alone in the big city. To wit, I have been having visions of serial killers climbing in the window from the fire escape. Security bars? Those won’t stop a serial killer! You have to use a stake through the heart!

Then I was signing the paperwork for my apartment and there was something about bed bugs. It said there weren’t any my building. But when I got my lock I was looking at all the bed bug stuff, and there were bed bug proof seat covers for people to carry with them for when they have to sit …..

Wait a minute, I can get a bed bug infestation in my butt? Now I have another scary thought.

I’m. Going. To. Die.

and again today

more cleaning, more packing, more feeling like crap.

It is so hard to think about what to take and what to leave, what you need and what you don’t, and what to do with the stuff you don’t need.

The stress is building, so I just keep reminding myself of the benefits of moving, the shorter commute, my own space. More sleep, more sleep, more sleep.

Signed the lease

One step closer, Monday I signed the lease for my new apartment and paid the first and last months rent. I still have to get the security deposit to them and the real estate agent’s fee, meet the landlord, order a security lock, get the electric and cable in my name and move in.

Whew. Still a lot to do, and not a lot of time.

A rather disturbing development, Con Edison has been reporting power outages in my soon to be new neighborhood. They think due to the heat.

Sigh.