14th May 2004
Ok, I’ll Take One For A Year
The Bicoastal experiment hops to the next stepping stone.
I pick up keys next week to my first New York City apartment. Even
though I’ve had a house in California for years and years, and a condo
before that, I’ve got quite the “oh boy, new place!” buzz. Yeah, I’m
going to be swapping to and fro with Snapper (she’ll stay with me in
NYC, I’ll go to California often), and surely she will be putting her
touch on it, but still I’m jazzed. It’s my urban canvas.
I opted for a small place, versus a 1 bedroom (with two lofts) spot
near 69th and CPW that was another $1000 a month (seriously). I’ll be
near 69th and Columbus, which is about a block and half from where
I’ve been subletting since December.
But it’s a big difference between sticking toes in the waters of
subletting, and wading out into the rental pool. Subletting is
unpacking, but never quite feeling at home.
I now get to go into a little bit of Christmas mode. What do I need?
Chairs. A bed. A sofa. A table. Dishes, knives, forks, glasses.
And so on…
So Hello New York! I’ve gone from visitor (1969, 2000, 2002),
checking it out (2003), subletter (2004) to resident. Be seeing ya.
