All or Nothing
Ever notice how everything seems to happen all or nothing? Over this past weekend, I staged a Saturday afternoon get-together opportunity for the lovely ladies in my life with a Doubles Nickels art party at my home. I spruced up the house, put on my hospitality hat, and provided an excellent selection of small bites for the ladies.
Little did I know when I planned the Doubles Nickels art party that my daughter would decide to make a move into her apartment on the same weekend. After having my Martha moment on Saturday, I felt like the mailman when I traveled to New York City on Sunday to assist my daughter, Channing, in moving into her apartment. When I left Harrisburg, it was raining, sleeting in Lebanon County, then snowing in Northampton County; as I journeyed northwest, I drove into the sunshine and warmer temperatures in New York City–so encouraging. I got there and delivered some help with my work hat on.
When I arrived, my daughter was organized and ready to go; I believe her living in such a small area in college prepared her to learn to live in the same places and thrive.
I rolled up my sleeves and broke into my reasonably new Bass Weejuns while probably losing a few pounds climbing the fifty-six steps to my daughter’s 4th-floor apartment at the architecturally charming Cherokee apartments by the East River.
We all know that Manhattan is an island and the most populated of the five boroughs. There is limited space, so the demand for time, services, and money is highly competitive in every aspect of living in New York City. So many business opportunities compete for your business. Hiring a broker is the norm for quickly finding an apartment in a desirable neighborhood. Bravo to realtor/broker Brent of Maz Group NY for being the consummate professional and locating a suitable apartment on the Upper East Side. Job well done, and thank you!
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After my daughter, Channing, received the keys to her new pad, we learned the hired movers must have a liability insurance contract signed with the leasing company in case of any damage to their property. Interestingly, the moving company never mentioned this, so it’s no problem. Plan B! Plan B was to move anything left in the bedroom, which included a bed set and room organizer, to the 500 square footage common living space to make room for the new roommate scheduled to move in the next day. It was a beautiful day in New York City for a moving day; it was nearly 60 degrees, yes!
My thought process for the day included being moved in by 7:00 PM, having a nice dinner and the usual manicures we routinely do when I come to NYC, our outfit of the day photos for this blog, and ChanningintheCity, then home by 10:00 PM. Not! We moved all we could from the 500 square footage area to my car and the new apartment up and down those fifty-six steps, unsure how many times. We laughed, cried, and felt like two stooges when we tried maneuvering the long storage containers through the doors and elevator at the new apartment.
Wanting to make sure Chan had what she needed, we motored over to The Bronx Terminal Market, a six-story shopping center that stayed open late so we could go to Target and Home Depot. It is conveniently located just outside Yankee Stadium (next visit to The Bronx, Yankee Stadium). Next, we went back to the new pad to clean and hang curtains.
I didn’t get home until 3:00 AM, but knowing your loved one is being set up for success in a new environment and living space is worth knowing. I am thankful we are resilient and driven, not beyond rolling up our sleeves; we work well in a team and are determined to do the job. Special thanks to Arianna to offer Channing a place to stay until she was entirely moved to her new location, thanks for the offer to me as well. Oh, and the movers finally did arrive late on Tuesday. In less than 15 minutes, everything was done! Hallelujah!
All or nothing, right?