Broken Mirror from the Unkown

They say if you break a mirror you get 7 years of bad luck. Well, what if you jump out of bed because you hear a loud "crash, shatter along with the sunken heart feeling that you have to clean something and its 2 a.m."

Welcome to my reality. But is it bad luck if you have NO IDEA where the glass came from? Seriously, no idea. I got out of bed on Tuesday morning (so basically Monday night, aka my first night in my apartment...) to investigate. The only mirror in the bathroom (i thought) was the medicine cabinet but all pieces were in tact. Weird.

So I think that if you don't know how it broke, why it broke, or where it came from, then it cancels out all the bad luck. Agreed? Humor me and agree.

Well I have a picture of it, although it is after i started sweeping it around 7 p.m. Tuesday evening. I went to Duane Reade and the only "dust pan" they had was attached with a small, and I mean, small broom. So I guess for a tiny apartment i need a tiny broom? Due to this unknown disaster in my bathroom, I was out 12 bucks for a broom measuring 4 inches in width.

Done complaining about it. It's just so weird. Like, really, really weird.

Maggie

My space in the city

I have my own space. Roughly 250 square feet of space on the Upper West Side that I can call my very own! While the entire thing isn't as big as my own bedroom in Arkansas, my new home fits the bill (no pun intended).

I moved in today about noon with a weekend suitcase and my purse. The mailman (Bill) asked me who I was visiting and I said I wasn't, I was moving in... just waiting for the super (Danny) to meet me downstairs with my keys. Bill looked at my bag, looked at me and said (somewhat sarcastically), "So... ya run away from home to come tackle the big city?"

My response was almost a quizzical 'yes,' but I rethought my answer and said I was moving with a light load. He looked at me and smiled and continued filling the mailboxes.

Then I met Danny with my keys and I walked into my new apartment! Ahhh, I haven't stopped smiling all day! I dropped my bag and got back on the train to go back to Brooklyn to get my actual suitcase that was in Park Slope with some family friends. I stayed and chatted with them a bit then hauled my suitcase 12 blocks back to the train to get on and head back to the Upper West Side. (Now we're on moving outfit #2).

When I got home I unloaded all of my stuff and decided to head to Bed, Bath & Beyond to grab an air mattress, a shower curtain, ya know, the necessities. Leaving empty handed (no, I bought plenty, but had it all delivered later in the evening). I then presumed to walk to the east side to the container store for hangers and a dish drying rack (which of course I needed knowing that I don't have any dishes?? Nonetheless, it was there, it was affordable so it came home with me)

I got home, ordered a salad from around the corner, and ran to the corner grocery for milk, trix, water, and propel. When I got back, the Bed, Bath & Beyond delivery man arrived. I blew up the air mattress, took a long cold shower (I have been hot all day moving all over the city... so the cold was necessary).

I took a video of the apartment vertically on my camera, and that means on you tube it's like sideways. So check it out, turn your screen or your head and see the best place on earth... I mean my shoebox that I'm obsessed with! click here to view

For all those people who never thought I would do this.... well, I guess the only thing to do is smile, because if you tell someone your dream and they don't think your completely insane or crazy, then buddy, you're not dreaming big enough.

week one summary

One week and I've been in two apartments, sleeping in a bed one night, a twin air mattress 5 nights, which I believe is mostly used as the dog's bed, and one night sleeping on the floor, due to over crowdedness. But tomorrow it is all over. I get to finally move into my own apartment. (Can I call it an apartment if it is one room, with a 2 doors - one to enter, and one to a bathroom?)

Regardless, I love it and I can't wait to make it my home!

Oh, I'm living in an adorable building on West 72nd between Columbus and Central Park West. I walked over to my apartment Friday from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, oh, it was only a perfect ten minute walk through Central Park. And I found a great mexican restaurant right around the area that I'm moving to, Cilantro. Some friends and I went to see the new exhibit's at the Met and then went to grab a bite to eat. Here are some pictures from the roof top sculpture installation.

Yesterday I stayed in, trying to get some things organized and having my mailing addresses forwarded and send my resume to a few people, which did happen, but of course I had to take a break and make a detour to IKEA. fyi: don't go on a Saturday in the middle of the day, while people are all trying to pack for college. It was a little insane, but thanks to the Beatles kept me entertained.

Currently there is a rain storm that looks more like a hurricane and trees are going to come straight out of the ground. It's 8 o'clock and I am just going to watch some movies, sleep and wake up to a hopefully, rain free morning.

My last night in Brooklyn (living. not visiting),

Maggie

Day 1

Finally here. After talking about this move for a year now, the day finally came. The plane was on time - I was on time - and besides the early wake-up call at 4:00 a.m. everything went smoothly.

I got off the plane, grabbed my luggage, and grabbed a cab to Karen's house. I walked in and she had a huge spread made up, including spinach, basil, tomato and mozzarella salad, along with fresh baked bread, brie, olives, and hummus. After only having a granola bar since I left Arkansas, this was a pure delight.

I am staying with a friend in Williamsburg, Brooklyn while I search for my apartment, but before she got off work, I had some time to kill. Karen and I decided to go for a walk and oh, at the corner of

President and 6th, (less than one minute from Karen's), Martin Scorsese's new series for HBO, Broadway Empire, was being filmed. We sat on a stoop and watched everything happen for a couple of hours, then went up to Prospect Park before I headed over to Williamsburg.

Here are a few pics from the set.