The property manager called me today and said he'd let me out of my lease, so that's half the battle (OK, more like an eighth of the battle). Also, I just e-mailed him a random question (at 10:30 at night) and he got right back to me. I reserve the right to rescind this judgment if they pull one over on me in the end, but I heart my management company ... it's too bad most of their properties are in upper manhattan (if you ever want to move in that direction, let me know and I'll hook you up. It's not all as scary as central harlem has been of late.)
So for now I'm Craigslisting it in Hoboken ... I sent out 7 replies tonight. Wish me luck.
Oh, and yes, you are going to hear all the details of my apartment search. Because, unless you live here or are my mother, you just don't understand. But as a wise apartment broker once said, it is what it is.
About Me
- kt
- New York, NY
- "There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. […] Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion." — E.B. White
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