Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time looking for an apartment to buy – only half seriously. The market in Brooklyn is kind of insane so it might not be the best time, but I have this panicked feeling that if we don’t buy now we’ll be priced out forever. Overall, it’s been pretty depressing seeing what we can afford – I use the word afford very loosely. The other week, I’d finally found a place that could work, was reasonably priced, and in a great location. We went to the open house and someone offered cash while we were there. Whomp. Whomp.
The whole process can make a person go a little nuts. You lose the ability for rational thought in your desperate attempt to find some place… any place. You start thinking, maybe I could survive with a kitchenette. I could carry a stroller up five flights of stairs every day. Closets are really overrated. Last week I was trying to sell Jolian on a tiny, rundown townhouse next to the Gowanus Canal, which mind you is a Superfund site, and wait, it gets better, floods. I think I used the phrase, “It’s a steal!” when telling him the price that would be considered a ridiculous amount most places.
Whenever I feel myself start to lose it and need a break from my search, I like to play the game, “Where would we live if money weren’t an issue?” I slide that little bar over until it reads “any price” and I immediately feel my spirits lift. There are some amazing properties in this city for deep pockets! My favorite right now is this triplex penthouse in DUMBO’s Clock Tower building. Isn’t it so bizarre, but awesome? And it can be yours for the measly asking price of 18 million dollars. It’s a steal!