I don't want to write this one

I am not moving. I had sorted and packed most of my studio, thrown out or recycled an amazing amount of stuff, then signed a lease with my present landlord. So, what happened? My deal fell through. After four days of hearing nothing I was asked to make the offer a little better, but no counter offer was made. We added a thousand dollars. On the fifth day, deadline day, we were told we had a deal, went into the office to make application to the co-op, and were told no deal. The apartment has been on the market since last October, they haven't been paying their monthly assessment, but no go. There was an additional bit of nonsense looking at other apartments, but I came away with nothing.

I am slowly unpacking or putting the boxes away. I will keep looking, go to New York for three weeks next month and Chicago in October. Maybe I can think of other ways to stay away from here. Someone suggested I look for a place in New York. It's a tempting thought.

I took a break from my unpacking yesterday and spent the day working on another iteration of my tunnel book. I've got it all printed and all of the pieces that get folded are scored. Next comes the glueing and cutting out the centers. Pictures soon.

Comments

[Baileyz]

I don't blame you for getting upset. How about moving back to Chicago?

[Sonsee Hambrick]

Wow! you have had a difficult time! Sorry about the co-op, but are you going to be happy with the new lease and landlord? You could always try New York again or return to Chicago, which I think you absolutely love.

[Account Deleted]

Sorry to hear that it didn't work out. New York? Chicago? Georgetown?
Three good options to consider. The cheapest, most unique and with new unbelievable opportunities would be Georgetown, of course.

[Karen]

Three great options! If you're deciding between Georgetown and New York, it boils down to Frickles vs. the Frick. Hmmm. Tough decision.

[Account Deleted]

Great insight from Karen. I guess it depends on your tastes.

[Alice]

Sorry Ruthe. Hope it works out for you in the end. Leases can be broken y'know--I mean, should something hit you in the face in New York. I believe in miracles because I lived one last year. :)