Thirteen Days

Today I bit the bullet and found my silly, floundering courage. I told my acting manager I was leaving. Of course, they were very supportive. They admitted they, themselves, are floundering in this hellish, hollow waste of a city, and I am "too talented to sit around waiting." Oh yeah, forgot I am going to New York to act. That's right. Theatre. I have let it sit on the back burner too long. Going to class is easy. Getting a job is an entirely different thing.

Anyway I digress...

Why is it I always expect a fight? Probably because I expect everyone to be my parents and make me feel guilty.

Being a person means making your own decisions and living with them. Maybe I don't make enough decisions. Time to grow up.

Here, finally, are some pictures of my new apartment. I know I am doing this now. I am not comfortable with it. Isn't that funny? In a few, short days I will be on the road, probably shedding wistful tears, and wondering still if I am capable of making decisions like these without ruining my entire life.

Craigslist

So it’s officially painful to do my Craigslist fantasizing. I found the greatest apartment today (as I almost always do) but of course it’s ready NOW. I won’t need an apartment until October probably. I bought my (future and present) roommate, Michael, a Not for Tourists book of Brooklyn for his birthday. It has a great map of the communities in Brooklyn. (There is probably a better name than communities.)

So I have a new list:

Greenport
Williamsburg
Brooklyn Heights (if we can get a nice place)/ DUMBO / Downtown Brooklyn (...well see)
Fort Greene/Clinton Hill
Park Slope/Prospect Heights
Windsor Terrace
Prospect-Lefferts Gardens/ Crown Heights
Sunset Park/Greenwood Heights

I chose these places because they are close to Manhattan, and are pretty good areas. I really want to live near Prospect Park. I think I may be in love with Prospect Park.

Actually I think I’m going to put a down payment on this new condo:



When I’m really fantasizing, I look at Halstead Properties. If only....

Serendipity

I am working on a budget for my trip to New York. I figured out (thanks to the great Google Maps) that if my (future and current) roommate, Michael and I want to take the south route it's going to be about 3,300 miles. According to Google, that’s two days. Were thinking ten! Insane. It is going to be the single most terrifying adventure of my life. I can’t wait.

Meanwhile, I must say, blogging is new to me, and reading the blogs of all kinds of amazing people has become my private (guilty?) passion. And, confession of the day, I am scared to follow all these blogs because what if they don’t like me? Do they want me to follow them? Maybe I’m too much of a heathen to be anywhere near the beautiful pictures of their children and amazing crafts they make.

I can't help it today, though. One of my favorite bloggers, Marta from Marta Writes published a serendipitous post today. She shares my passion for New York, and I just know I am going to be referring to her post a hundred times when I get to the big apple. (It’s so nice to talk like that, "When I get there.") So anyway. Her blog is awesome. It put a sparkle in my morning that I just had to share...


P.S. Current Apartment Love

Six Months

I am dreaming on Craigslist today as I have done for years. Only now are my fantasies possible, and even necessary. I have admired apartment rentals on Halstead and Craigslist for years. Now I am actually looking for a real apartment. Of course, my rational self knows that looking for an apartment in March when you’re moving in September is a little ridiculous, but so what? Today the goal is deciding EXACTLY what neighborhoods in Brooklyn I am willing to live in. I don’t really know the area that well. I know that I want to be near the city and in a safe neighborhood. Near a train too.

The list so far:

Park Slope
Windsor Terrace
Prospect Park South
Prospect Heights
DUMBO
Fulton Ferry?
Vinegar Hill?
Bath Beach?

Current apartment love

I would LOVE to live in Park Slope because two sets of friends live there. I love Prospect Park. One set of friends has a three bedroom apartment on the second floor of their building facing the park! My buddy had his bed in such a way that when he wakes up Prospect Park is the first thing he sees. The snow falling outside his window was a sight to behold. And to wake up to that EVERY DAY?? And Prospect Park in the SPRING?? Oh man. This is what happens to me when my fantasies have their way. Anyway...jealous. I can only hope to find something so amazing.

Seven Months

So I spent my break between shifts fantasizing about the apartments I found on Craigslist. I was sitting right next to the heater before it turned off by itself for no reason. It’s cold here. It’s not raining or cloudy or anything. It’s probably not even that cold but Los Angeles has thinned my blood and drained my soul. So back to fantasizing. There are so many beautiful pictures of beautiful, affordable apartments in Brooklyn. I even found a neat website on how to move to New York. So that was it. That is where we are right now. Just fantasizing.

Supposedly I am moving to New York City in seven months.

To be honest with you, I'm not sure that I have the courage.