Hello from the UWS of Manhattan! I am thrilled to finally be in my new place. Now if only I could have a cell phone that worked in my apartment (I'm switching from AT&T to Verizon for this reason) and get rid of all these boxes, I'd be in fabulous shape!
Some very kind actions were exhibited by (almost) complete strangers. My landlord had a bottle of champagne for me to celebrate my move into the building. My (very handsome) neighbor gave my stepfather and I a helping hand as we carted my belongings out of the U-Haul. I am thankful that there is a fire hydrant right outside my front door - we were easily able to use the space to park the truck. The man at the U-Haul drop off point did not charge me for the extra mileage. I am very grateful for all this luck during the move.
I've read that the three most stressful events in life are the death of a loved on, divorce, and moving, respectively. I beg to differ. If moving involves Manhattan, I must say that it trumps the other two. Add to that the fact that it's practically impossible to get into this city without using a Parkway (where no commercial vehicles are allowed) and that we were forced to drive through East Harlem not once, but twice. My stepfather is a saint for braving this adventure with me; I don't know what I would have done without him.
Some very kind actions were exhibited by (almost) complete strangers. My landlord had a bottle of champagne for me to celebrate my move into the building. My (very handsome) neighbor gave my stepfather and I a helping hand as we carted my belongings out of the U-Haul. I am thankful that there is a fire hydrant right outside my front door - we were easily able to use the space to park the truck. The man at the U-Haul drop off point did not charge me for the extra mileage. I am very grateful for all this luck during the move.
I've read that the three most stressful events in life are the death of a loved on, divorce, and moving, respectively. I beg to differ. If moving involves Manhattan, I must say that it trumps the other two. Add to that the fact that it's practically impossible to get into this city without using a Parkway (where no commercial vehicles are allowed) and that we were forced to drive through East Harlem not once, but twice. My stepfather is a saint for braving this adventure with me; I don't know what I would have done without him.
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Congrats on the move! I know it can be a huge pain.
Now, I want some more news on this yummy new neighbor... ;)
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