Life in Motion. That’s what my birthday card from my sister said this year. It has been in motion and at a break neck speed. I will be the first to admit that I have far too many balls in the air. The apartment purchase is still going on. Just when I think I’ve completed all of the paperwork, another packet arrives. The holidays aren’t helping as I am on a tight clock with a locked in mortgage rate. While others are imbibing in the pleasures of the season, I’m the harridan in the corner cracking the whip. A perfect lunch date for the grinch!
I’ve been managing most of this while traveling. That hasn’t helped with keeping everything organized. Today is my last day trip of the year. I’m thrilled to be grounded for two weeks.
I took the photos above while shopping n my neighborhood yesterday. With all the details of purchasing the apartment holding my attention, I can’t forget Christmas is just days away. This is my last while living in Chelsea. It’s exciting and frightening knowing 2016 holds nothing but change in it.
Wishing all of you a Happy Holiday season!
It’s been a long weekend of multiple celebrations with family and friends all involving turkey. I’ll admit, I kinda liked it. Even though the ingredients are similar, none of the meals tasted the same. All delicious, which is why I think I may have eaten too much!
So, I’ve signed a contract for the apartment in Westchester. I’ve got a paperwork packet to fill out and a meeting with the Board of Directors. Inside the packet is a set of 36 rules I need to abide by. No Drippy Trash and No Feeding Pigeons Out of Your Window. I know for each of the 36 rules there was an incident or incidents that put them there. Part of me would love to hear the stories that go with the rules…. All in good time!
So, for the next few weeks I’ll be navigating the largest sale of my life. Ho, Ho, Ho…..
I put a bid in on an apartment this past Monday. It was declined and I put another in this morning. Fingers crossed they accept. Truth is, the apartment is part of an estate and I fear the lawyers aren’t motivated to sell. I love it though and hope against hope they accept my offer. We’ll find out soon enough.
If my bid is accepted, I’ll have to go before a COOP board for approval. I’m starting to feel like I’m competing in a Miss America contest. A friend that is a lawyer tells me I’ll have to dress accordingly. My best jewelry but not too much. Expensive shoes would help. The board can be rigid and judgmental. I’m not sure if the aerial view of my finances will pass muster. This board already declined two others before me.
After the apartment fell through a few weeks ago, I knew I needed to get serious. This past October I finally bit the bullet and found a realtor named Hugh. My dream is to move and if I don’t take the time to make it happen, it won’t. So, Hugh and I have been meeting on afternoons after I jump off planes or on weekends. He’s shown me a number of apartments. They vary in size and location. Some allow pets, some don’t. In the end, I know immediately after I walk in if the apartment is right or not. This one needs to be renovated but I’m excited with the possibilities it holds.
I took the new job and it’s been a whirlwind since. Travel, which has always been a part of my job, remains so if not even more. I know, you didn’t think that was possible did you? I’m visiting all of the odd spots in the US and then some! Still, I’m up to the challenge and loving it. I needed the change and know that in a few months I will be able to harness my schedule to work on that life balance thing I seem to have so much trouble with!
Yesterday, I had an acupuncture and then massage appointment. Luxurious sounding but a micro tear in my rotator cuff and pain from what I’ve been told is tennis elbow have me in physical therapy two days a week. Overcompensation for the Lymphedema in my right arm has harmed my left. I hadn’t even imagined this was a possibility in my future and yet I am told it is quite common. It was a kayaking trip over the summer that was the final straw. I ignored the pain for two months hoping to “power through” it. Surprise, surprise, that plan didn’t work.
I saw a shoulder and elbow man in the beginning of September and he is the one who put me into physical therapy. It’s amazing what targeted exercise will do. The acupuncture and massages are supplemental in helping me mend. I admit, all of this has added a special challenge to my schedule as I’m always coming and going with these appointments in mind. The effort is paying off as my arm is feeling so much better.
After my massage, I went to Central Park to see how autumn was coming along. I imagine after tonight’s frost it will be much further along. As of yesterday, the rust colors I so love weren’t that visible.
It was a beautiful day even without the rusts.
I almost bought an apartment this week.
It was filled with charm and I was smitten. I fell in love with the location, north of the city but not too north. I could keep my doctors, friends and my hairdresser as they would still be a quick drive into Manhattan. Yes, keeping my support team is very important. Everything was perfect until we came down to the finances. The building was poorly run and the largest investment of my life would begin on an ice patch. I wasn’t prepared for that and let go of my charming dream. The silver lining is I now know the area I like. There will be other apartments. I am disappointed but relieved it was only time I had invested.
In the meantime, my banker is good to go and I now have a real estate lawyer. My confidence is a bit stronger too. When I pull the trigger next time my team will be in place. I’ll also like to hear any tales you’d want to share in the real estate vein.
I was promoted yesterday. It’s a position that has been newly developed which is exciting and frightening as there is no one to follow in the footsteps of. Career bushwhacking through unknown terrain. I won’t know for a while if my decisions are right or wrong. Instead, the days ahead will be a bit like an amusement park ride. Hang on tight, scream a bit in fear now and then…. of course have fun while doing so. I’m very excited.
Hoping you all had a wonderful summer.
There’s a book titled A Summer’s Day by Joel Meyerowitz. It’s filled with casual photographs of his summer home taken with his Deardorff camera in the 1970’s and 1980’s. The Deardorff is a rather cumbersome 4×5 film camera used by few these days. When I page through the book I can almost taste the salty sea air and yes, I am reminded of many of my own summer days along the shores of Long Island.
I think that book must have been my inspiration as I photographed our vacation home in the Berkshires weeks ago. My father needs a lot of naps and so quiet hours were enforced. Most of our little group read but I roamed the house and photographed the quiet corners. A quest in capturing the details of a wonderful time in our lives. I used a Polaroid Land Camera which proved to be a bit tricky too. Snap and wait to develop. That ritual had it’s own zen quality to it which I think added a calming element I hadn’t expected.
This was the year we had to watch for my father. Fainting spells the month prior had us using more focused eyes when it came to his strength. Admittedly, we messed up one afternoon when each other had thought he was slathered in sun screen. He subscribes to the old adage that real men don’t wear lotion. A small detail we had forgotten. He sat one afternoon on the dock as we swam in the lake. Completely covered except for his hands, they slowly baked in the sun. I was horrified that night by the sight of them. They have since healed.
I returned home a week later and then work took over with a rip tide effect. Swept out to sea is what I’ve been for the past few weeks.