So the lady who’s been subletting me her rent-stabilized apartment for the past ten years (while she lived in a much swankier place) has decided she wants to let her daughter have it. She didn’t give me a definitive deadline to get out, and she did just take rent money for me for the month of November, but still I need a new place to live.
Okay, I’m trying very hard to look at the bright side. It was an incredibly lucky deal for the past ten years. I got to live on Manhattan’s upper east side, a mere five minute’s walk to the Met & Central Park, for astronomically (at least for Manhattan standards) cheap. True, it was in a sixth floor walk-up in a ratty, run-down tenement apartment. But hey, I was there by myself in a reasonably spacious two-bedroom apartment (she used one room as a storage room), with a great view. And frankly, I knew this would eventually happen. I should feel lucky I’ve had the run that I did.
On the other hand - I have to move!!! I barely have a pot to piss in and NYC real estate is more expensive than it’s ever been. Even the outer boroughs are exorbitantly expensive. Even with a room-mate (Crikey! I’ll have to get a room-mate!)
I’m guessing I’ll be making the inevitable trek up to Spanish Harlem / Washington Heights that so many of my gay friends are making. It seems like it’s rapidly becoming the new Chelsea (although hopefully not as pretentious & obnoxiously “FAAAABulous” as Chelsea became). Either that or Brooklyn. I’ve already done Queens (Astoria), and Jersey (Hoboken). Not again. As for Staten Island…if that’s a serious option, I may as well consider moving back to Buffalo.
I’m afraid to even look at Craigslist, and see the horror that is the going rate for apartments.