...is testing my patience. New York brokers are about to get a collective smack in the face. We thought we found/were getting the perfect apartment, but the broker dropped a bomb on us. After going above and beyond normal expectations in the application process, she told us we needed to come up with six months of rent, plus security and broker's free, up front. That's not normal!
Needless to say, we are washing our hands of her...and the amazing apartment. Goodbye, adorable Cobble Hill/Brooklyn Heights apartment. It's kind of a drag to be back on the hunt, after being ready to move in to the last one. Oh well...Park Slope, it is. As frustrating as this whole process is, it's nice to have little sunshine Bobby by my side. I am the pessimist and he is the optimist; he keeps me from pulling out my hair.
We looked at a few today (a couple of misses and one moderate hit) and have a few more to look at, tomorrow. Wish us luck!
p.s. These pictures are from last weekend - the weather has been too awful to photograph my outfits. Raining outside and too dark, inside.
p.p.s. Don't forget to enter the Destroyed by Design giveaway!