Good morning, Monday...weekend was full of work and laundry and work and laundry and worrying about the apartment and laundry. As someone whose home is beyond important to her, I can't help but feel completely upside down these days- we put in an application on an apartment but realized last night it's not for us- neither of us was that excited about it, and since we spend more time at home than anywhere else these days, it made no sense to move into a place that did not feel right.Now I am concerned we are going to be gypsies, thus the photo above. And although chic and bohemain and unfussy, I am not much of a wandering minstrel. Oh, I need a home. Stat. Finding a home in the city is maddening.
New York is funny that way, though. You almost always have to give up something to live somewhere nice- whether the closets are too small, the bathroom sucks, or the apartment faces a brick wall or a street that is way too busy. Or like one apartment we fell in love with, the apartment is on the street, literally (think converted storefront).
I am off to LA tomorrow for a project but hoping something wil click soon in our search- we definitely are all about Brooklyn now- Brooklyn Heights, Cobble Hill, Carroll Gardens. I do so love it there and lived there many moons ago and always had a fondness for that tree lined, pretty area. Now with Trader Joe's...gotta love that. Oh, and a Barneys COOP.
So forgive me if my posts are apartment obsessed of late- and if you hear of anything great, do let me know. I know we'll find something but probably not sleeping until we do...cause that's what's up this in need of a home kind of Monday in the MIA. All the love. XO