Home Sweet/Glorious/Magnificent Home
I've yet to really discuss life here in Philadelphia. I suppose I've neglected to do so because I am less than ecstatic to be living here. I've lived here a solid 4 years, and the city has lost the charm that it once had. Perhaps it's the area I live in. Perhaps it's because I haven't had the opportunity to really enjoy the city while I've been here, rather I've been consumed with work from day one.
One thing that I do love about Philadelphia, is my apartment. There is literally nothing I don't like about it. It's a wonderful, spacious, one bedroom that is full of character. I love that I can not only afford to live alone here, but can do so while maintaining a reasonable square footage. I have never seen a bug. I have never seen a rodent. I have hardwood floors! I have HUGE closets! Heat is included in my rent, which in many cases could be a negative thing, but my wonderful little apartment is miraculously kept at the perfect climate at all times. It's in a lovely little building, on a lovely little tree lined street (which just so happens to border the ghetto). And although my neighbors could potentially be a bit more social and friendly, they are at the very least quiet. No loud parties, no drunk girls passed out on the stairs.
When I arrived home after class last Thursday, I was greeted with a flyer taped to my door, which isn't unusual for the management to do. It usually signifies the need to enter my apartment for some maintenance reason or another. Upon investigation, I was surprised to find within the letter, an announcement that the building had been sold and was now under new management. Since when was it even for sale? And more importantly, what did this mean for me? Probably not a whole lot, but I couldn't help but feel a little unsettled. The previous property manager was very friendly and attentive: always quick to respond to any requests or problems. Would the new management do the same? And what about the beautiful heat control? Oh crap. Would I now have to join the ranks of other area college students, sporting long underwear and winter coats in the comfort of my own home?
I'm happy to report that conditions have stayed temperate thus far, and I have continued to be one happy pup. But what's even better, I went down to the basement tonight to throw in a load of laundry, and was greeted by 2 BRAND SPANKIN' NEW washers and dryers. This is an extremely exciting development here at the T for Tough apartment.
Unfortunately, these appliances could mean widespread disappointment for the residents of New York City.
It is no secret that come graduation in June, I have long planned to pack up and leave, and it has been largely speculated that NYC will be the place of my eventual relocation. I have new places to go, new people to see, and new wine bars to be financially irresponsible at. There is very little keeping me here, albeit a couple acquaintances that are sticking around...and my apartment.
Anyone who has lived in a major city on a budget knows how hard it is to come by a really fantastic apartment. As tough as it will be to give it up in exchange for god-knows-what, the upgraded facilities certainly will not add to the ease of transition. It's like the management company is secretly plotting against me, by vying for me. I KNOW I'm an awesome tenant, I KNOW you want me to stay in Philadelphia, but there are some NYC bagels with my name all over them, and you're really going to have to let me go.
posted by Kelly T. @ 3:02 AM
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