No I’m not in my six-month sublet…yet. Talk to me in 8 days, and I shall be! This was the big move that didn’t lead me to my apartment, it led my suitcases. Now, I have been incredibly fortunate to have so many wonderful friends to put me up before my sublet begins next Friday. One of them was ever-so-grateful in letting me keep my two enormous suitcases and several other items at her apartment while I dragged my carry-on and duffel across Manhattan (and Brooklyn).
Tuesday night was the night that I picked up these bags and dragged them to stay in a corner in my sublet until I officially move there. Plus it allowed me to sign the lease, pick up the keys, and meet the amazing couple from whom I’m subletting. Unfortunately, the suitcases and four shopping bags down four flights of stairs, down a stoop and shimmying everything to a corner to beg for a cab was anything but amazing. Luckily, I found a cab. And luckily, the trip was completely worth it. The apartment dear readers, is lovely. The couple who’s subletting the apartment to me – they are lovely. The entire experience – surreal. I felt like I was floating above myself, looking down and thinking, “This is what you would do in college…how old are you?” – Go away self.
But readers let me tell you, this sublet is amazing. And the neighborhood is just as good. I can not tell you how excited I am to make a temporary home out of Astoria. We as humans usually want routine. Well I’m there! I will find that Astoria cafe, dry cleaner, yoga studio, and a bed. I repeat…a bed (translate = no air mattress).
And now…on to Fashion Week…out of a suitcase. Oh yes, bring it on!