This I wrote on Monday, August 21,2 007, on my way into work:
Yesterday could mark the beginning of the end of my NYC adventure. We didn’t get the apartment that we were promised. The realtor said something about rent control and not being able to release the apartment blah, blah, blah. I don’t know why he even showed it to us then. He told us that there were two others in the same building that we could look at, so I made a plan to meet him at 8pm. Hoping that he would be at his office and we could get started a little earlier, I got there at 7. I had forgotten my cell phone at work so I wasn’t able to call anyone. After standing in the middle of Harlem until about 8:45, some passersby let me use their cell phone to call the realtor. As this was our last ditch effort for finding an apartment, I agreed to take the train another 3 stops and meet up with him. Well, the jerk showed me two apartments in a completely different building that we had already seen before and said “no” to. I was so upset. I don’t know what I’m going to do. Julie needs to be in the city by this weekend and now it’s not enough time to find a place. Plus, she’s upstate and can’t really look for apartments and I have to work all day.
After wasting my time, I booked it to the Port Authority Bus Terminal to try to get back to my car and place I’m staying in Jersey. I was able to catch the 10:30 bus out, and got back to the house a little after midnight. I slept for about 5 hours and now I’m sitting on the train heading to work. Speaking of trains, I missed the first train; it arrived as I was pulling into a parking space. I decided I was then going to drive right up the road to burger king and grab some breakfast. Well, what’s supposed to be fast-food drive through ended up being slow. Slow, slow. Once again as I was pulling into a parking space, the train went by. This time I waited at the station for the next one which was about one half hour later. I’m going to be really late for work.
I brought my laptop with me hoping to find some wi-fi connections at coffee shops, but once I got on the train I realized that I left my wireless card in the car. This has been a horrible two days. Let’s make that three.
On my way back to Jersey on Sunday the traffic was horrible. I’ve been so anxious and I had a bit of a melt down and really didn’t want to come back. Things are too crazy and I don’t know how to remedy them. I’ve been praying like crazy, but it’s just not working out. I’m really second guessing my decisions. At the beginning, things were working out. I had a job, we had a month or so to find a place and Julie was helping out a lot with the apartment. I basically can’t get one on my own because my credit is so bad. At least that’s what the realtor stated. However, he hasn’t been able to get one for us with just Julie’s credit which is excellent.
I don’t know what I’m going to do. Today is really my last day to make something work. I’m going to see if anyone at work has any ideas and I think Julie might be meeting with the realtor. He’s a jerk, but he’s pretty much our only option unless we want to start completely over which won’t get us into an apartment by this weekend.
I’m so frustrated and sad and exhausted.
I’m ready to go home…even if there isn’t a job for me.