Micah has spent the past few days in New York trying to find us a place to live. I did not envy him, but I did miss him. Simon did too. I don’t even know how many apartments he looked at in three days, but it was probably the last one that he even had time to look at that finally met our criteria–or close enough anyway. So next week we will be packing up a rental car and heading to Brooklyn (does anybody else always think of Newsies when they hear that?) where our apartment is on the 3rd floor of a 3 or 4 story building in a nice predominantly Jewish neighborhood. It is a short walk to Prospect Park, the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, and the Brooklyn Museum of Art. We’ll be making friends with one of the 2 or 3 laundromats within a block of where we live and getting used to the 20 minute train ride to Manhattan. All in all it sounds like a great place, even if it isn’t exactly in the neighborhood we were hoping to get a place in.
While Micah has been running around in the hot city, Simon and I have been chilling with Jodie and Clark and Adrian in Ohio. We’ll be reuniting tonight at Conan and Missy’s in Michigan. And maybe I’ll have a chance to post some pictures (not of the apartment). But don’t count on it . . . Micah and I are reading Harry Potter together and we only got half way through before he had to leave. I’m dying to pick it up again! Even as excited as I am about Harry Potter, I think I’m more excited to have a place to call home. Hallelujah!