I can finally get off the rollercoaster

Wow, what a long ride. From the dizzying highs of our first company-subsidised apartment with park views, to the tantrum-inducing lows of a crummy dive of a hotel with a shared bathroom in the Upper West Side, we have finally moved in to our very own apartment.





I was filled with trepidation on Friday when I went to work and left Jus on the sidewalk out the front of the hotel we slummed in between our tenancy at the last place finishing and the new place starting, with all our worldly possessions in bags on the sidewalk next to him, waiting to get the OK from the super that we could move in, or get the not ok and check in to another over-priced crap hotel. He sat there for almost 5 hours before getting the nod that the keys were ready.





I finished work and we went to a department store and bough a doona, pillows and blankets etc and spent Friday night in the new apartment sleeping on the floor on all our clothes and towels and stuff. (The homeless people outside put everything in perspective, and a glass of Chandon helped.) Our bed arrived Saturday morning, and the couch comes tomorrow (and we have invested in a fold out couch for all you visitors), and until then we've made good use of free wifi, cinemas and cafes where you can sit all day on one coffee.



The place is ace: perfect size, walk to everywhere, comfy...Jus did an amazing job securing it and schlepping all our stuff there.

Saturday morning we blitzed the stores for plates, glasses, bins and hangers and that afternoon we headed to Prospect Park for a picnic with Andrew 'Clicky' Green, Natalie and Jim. Bit of frisbee, drop of Hugel, bite of guacamole and a lovely fall day for all the stress to melt away.

I'll send out a broadcast email with our new contact details :)