Below the fold, a tribute to our Echo Park house as it was lived in:
From Echo Park to the Lower East Side, this will be our arc. We found a place to live in the LES, the Seward Park Cooperative. The last couple of weeks have been a blizzard of sorting, trashing, packing and squirreling away our stuff here in LA. To say that it has been monumental is an understatement. But then again, we have been through all this before during our move from LA to Dallas to Tossa and back to LA, from '03 to '05. A couple of weeks to go before the epic flight across country, life here in LA seems a bit out of body for us. Every glimpse of our friends, the neighborhood and city is savored as a mental postcard to be dog eared sometime down the road.
In our small world, an angel and a mitzvah swooped in at the last minute to deliver to us, a dreamland future in NYC.
The depth of our gratitude can't be sounded.
It's been quite a whirlwind for us this week in New York, looking for a place to live and work. Highs and lows tumbled together. Manhattan or Williamsburg? Bushwick? Greenpoint? Redhook? Gowanus? Queens? Long Island City? Shelter Island? Four floor walk ups? Financial District or the East Village? And the money issue... enough said about that. Realtors who were wonderful and others who were near hustlers. Our heads were oscillating with elation and dread.
Finally, an angel arrived and a mitzvah graced our lives.
Something's happening, all great and amazing, but the ball is still in play and it's too early to say exactly what it is. The dust should settle soon.
(The initial title of this post was "Holy Shit!". It's been like that.)