It will be fun they said!
I am kidding, now that we are one full week and two weekends into the Hipster Vibe and it isn’t that bad. I realize that I am way behind as I have trips to Memphis, Philly and this silly move as well as other things to report on this worthless dribble of a blog. I plan to report on all those doings this like old people drive; all over the fucking place! Don’t be surprised if you see multiple entries on the same day and some back dated posts. It isn’t like my advertisers are going to be pulling those million dollar ad deals.
First of all and let me be perfectly clear, if you have anyone who tells you that you that moving isn’t all that bad or they actually enjoy it you need to unfriend their ass right then and there. You don’t need to be friends with someone who is clearly out of their fucking mind. Now that we are in the new space and have made numerous trips to the trash compactor and the Goodwill donations center we get it. Moving into a studio apartment in New York is best done like you are coming into the world – Naked and screaming!
- Rule # 1 of moving into a studio – Less Furniture is best!
- Rule # 2 of moving into a studio – Purge, Purge, Purge and Purge to the point of a possible divorce. Who knew that my wife had a fetish for colored pencils and pens. The other side of the coin do I really need 6 pair of black lace up dress shoes?
- Rule # 3 of moving into a studio – Having an extra C-Note in your pocket works wonders when things can go sideways. Welcome to the New York shakedown baby! So we may have had 7 more boxes and a shoe cabinet that wasn’t originally quoted (mistake on my part) rather than making a big deal about it giving someone an extra Ben Franklin makes the issues go away.
- Rule #4 of moving into a studio – Purge, Purge, Purge and Purge to the point that your spouse is asking for divorce lawyer representation from friends. *Hint – you think that either one of us wants to go through this shit again, its cheaper to stay together*
- Rule #5 of moving into a studio – Having friends who can help provide moral support helps. NO I didn’t say help you move, you are a fucking adult and not in college anymore. Pay someone to move your stuff. On that note a HUGE SHOUT OUT to Maria, Mr. 3 First Names and Lady Barrister. I also would like to thank the Brewmaster of Budweiser Light and Tito’s Vodka for their help in dulling the pain too.
- Rule #6 of moving into a studio – In the heat of the moment try to take a moment of pause and think “Before we throw this out, can it really fit?” Right now we have all of our art still in the boxes and crates and it is creating a disturbance in our chi. We were able to move some stuff around this weekend and now are glad we didn’t do some serious purging.
- Rule #7 of moving into a studio – It may hurt your pocketbook or liver but get out of the house on a daily basis. Currently we are supposed to have Internet and TV hooked up this Wednesday between 10 and 12 and working on a mobile hotspot sucks. We found that getting out of the apartment on a nightly basis helps from losing your mind. Downside to that is that we now know every bartender in a 5 block radius and boy are they going to be pissed when they find out that we don’t normally go out on a Monday – Thursday night.
- Rule #8 of moving into a studio – Purge, Purge, Purge, Purge – did I mention that enough? Seriously we looked like we could have been on Hoarders.
So here is our space. We learned that having an “open kitchen” can actually hurt you when needing space but we think we can make it work.
White dog (who is blind) is not happy at all! Red Dog has been very needy and is scared to death that we are going to leave her ass somewhere.
After a week of sleeping on the ground with the mattress on the floor we got a new bed. Thankfully we don’t need a stepladder to get into this one like the old bed in the UES.
Maya is happy now that she can go from floor to couch to bed without needing help.
Like I said, we did some “recon” on the local drinking establishments this past week.
Hope you had a laugh.