Did I take that apartment too soon? EEK!

As you’ve probably noticed, most of my advice comes from my own experiences. I don’t claim to know everything(oh, oh, I laugh), but I do have 20/20 hindsight vision. That said, I’m still unsure as to whether or not I made the right choice in taking my apartment.

To recap—it was the 3 bedroom in Park Slope that was gorgeous and in the perfect location – with roommate I met who seemed “okay” and the other I’d have to agree to live with without having met as two rooms were “open”.

The place really doesn’t feel like a home and I don’t know what to do.. I mean, not in the slightest. I’ve decorated my room with all my *worldly treasures* (i.e. postcards, and random pieces of art I’ve collected along the way. Shout out to my framed flamingo chalk drawing all the way from Prague!), and it feels like me. But the rest of the place…we have two folding chairs(I picked up), a TV stand, and a coffee table…feels like No Man’s Land.

Supposedly, one roommate ordered a couch and a dining room table…but it almost feels like I’m playing telephone. So-and-so roommate said the other so-and-so roommate was getting/got this. I came home Saturday night to find the TV gone and a McCain mug chilling in our kitchen cabinet and nearly had a heart attack. Mostly because I thought we got robbed by a bunch of snot-nosed republicans. She kids!

Mostly, because I had no clue what was going on because no one has communicated anything with anyone. Then, thankfully, I saw the note on the fridge which listed the “Public Service Announcement” of an old roommate picking up her TV, which made me feel better. Add to this that the old roommate asked our landlord to re-do our lease. . . I’m having one of those moments where I’m like, why in god’s name did I move to this crazy city.

To bring this post full circle, to the “hey, I’ve been there, hey I’ve done that” theme – you probably recall how the last piece of advice I had for you in my last post was to stop being so d*mn hard on yourself. I know that me beating myself up about my situation(which, let’s be honest, isn’t even that bad), won’t solve anything. But, sometimes it’s the only way I can feel pro-active. Waiting it out til we get the couch, til we see what the new lease looks like…is really the only solution. Or, you know, starting this whole moving process again.

If ya’ll have any thoughts, please do feel free to share…

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I've lived in apartments in 6 cities (including 2 foreign countries). Does that make me an expert? As of now, my ceiling isn't leaking and I don't have rodents (knock on wood) -- so I'm going to say yes . . . but ask me again tomorrow:) These days, I'm enjoying life Chicago style, but my years in Brooklyn are never far from my mind. P.S. By day I work at Cars.com, but these opinions are totally, 100% my own.

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  1. Shay Shay

    Well I moved to my first apartment in Febuary and I still can’t get the feel of the place. It’s a very nice Junior two bedroom ( They threw up a wall to charge me 1200) in the bronx. I live close to Fordham U – Poe Cottage is 2 blocks up the hill and some famous jazz singer lived here till she died in FEBRUARY (haunting) My neighbors are a nightmare blasting their music all times of night and they are across the street. No need to purchase a good sound system for a party because they have that covered and provide tunes for the ENTIRE ENTIRE neighborhood. Anyway I am in the process of redecorating and I still dislike it very much. 20/20 hindsight I would have chosen a better place. I’m stuck here till next feb. Please send some positive vibes or at least someone who can do evil spirit extraction . LOL

  2. Anonymous

    If the location is perfect, the rent is reasonable and the apartment is gorgeous, what more do you want? Some furniture in the living room? I’d give it another couple of weeks to see if the couch and table actually arrive. If not, check out your local Goodwill, Salvation Army and Housingworks stores. If you see something that you’d like, try to get your roommate(s) to chip in. Just hang in there for now.