pied-à-terre

I fell in love with NYC on my first visit. The culture, the diversity, the accesibility. So when the chance came for us to get an apartment, we (me plus the 3 men in my life) seized the opportunity with arms wide open.

We landed an apartment on the 8th floor so you can just imagine the breathtaking view. Right outside is a view of the Manhattan and Brooklyn skyline.

And then reality sets in - the bills, maintenance issues, taxes, etc. Oh, and have I mentioned accessibility. Apparently, the holes and vents provide easy access for rats and the like. Bummer.......

So if the price of success is hard work, then the price of independence must be, well, very expensive. As Cesare Pavese once put it, 'every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in the world'.

Don't get me wrong though, I still love it here. Living alone has proven itself to be a true test of self-determination, self-suffiency, and self-reliance - not just for me but for Joel and my kids esp.

So here's to our little pied-à-terre, which for now, I'll gladly call home.