I’m starting to see the perks of this unemployed thing. It’s not too bad on beautiful days. I can go for a walk, play in the garden, go to the park, work on the house… If I could just come up with a way to be independently wealthy I would be all set!
Went to NP yesterday to apartment hunt. I really only had one place to see that was too expensive but they took pets. It was about 20 minutes from NP and It was a nice house, worth what she was asking but more than I wanted to pay… the yard was ok but not great. I guess I figured I would have to take it because it was the only think I could find. But after I looked at it I decided to drive into NP (I went straight to the house, not through NP) to see how long the drive really was and I wanted to get some lunch. The drive was pretty, crossed a lot of rivers and creeks. In NP I found this great little “market” area (basically just a group of little shops) that had a really cool Tibetan store and I really wanted to spend a lot of money but I managed to just spend $6 on a bracelet of mala beads with an OM symbol carved out of the sumeru (“summit bead”). I then wandered across the way to a little coffee/sandwich shop and had the grilled panini with roasted red peppers and feta cheese and tried to figure out what I was going to do. After lunch I wandered around a bit and realized I needed to make a decision. So, when faced with life affecting decisions, I did what anyone would do. I called my mom. As we were talking I started drifting down the rail trail, as it’s called (old railroad tracks converted to walking path) and I stumbled on this house that I had tried to rent through my realtor but was rejected due to excessive number of furries. As I whined to my mother about how bad it sucked that I didn’t get this house, she suggested I try to contact the landlord directly and try to change their mind with my sparkling charm and personality. So I went back to my truck, put on a shirt with sleeves and called my real estate agent to get the landlords info. Unfortunately she was unavailable. To kill time I thought I would try to call a couple of places that I didn’t think would actually work.
The first one I called was advertising something like “Refined Country Living”…Like they would take a dog. 1 bedroom, utilities included, $1000/month. I called and Adam answered. Adam is a retired English/literature professor with a very strong accent (Ukrainian?, Greek? I don’t know (revised - Polish, I think)), two artificial knees and a new ford Taurus that he doesn’t drive very well. I didn’t mention the pets yet. I figured I would wait to use my charm and personality when I saw him… His directions “go out main st. and cross bridge. You know bridge? Yes? Good. Cross bridge. Then you come up to turn toward Mohonk House (this is a really huge, expensive hotel/spa). You know how to get to Mohonk House?” “yes” I reply. “Don’t go that way, go other way. Stay on 299 for 4 point one miles. My address is 490 and is on right. Go up long driveway and park next to blue ford.”
I went and Adam and his wife own 33ish acres that back up to the Shawagunks Preserve. On those 33 acres they have three buildings designed by his wife. She seems to be an excellent architect, definitely designed the houses for the views of the surrounding area. So, needless to say I’m very excited about living on 33 wooded acres that back up to 10,000 acres of the Shawagunks. Side Note: There is also a swimable pond stocked with largemouth bass. After meeting the both of them, Adam and I get into his blue ford and drive off to one of the other buildings. It has three living units, the one bedroom is sort of a basement apartment with views of the pond and Mohonk Mountain. But… it’s really small and the kitchen consists of a half fridge with two electric burners on top… In a closet... It does have a fireplace in the bedroom and the main (and only other) room. Not really sure what to do, I ask if he takes pets. Ozzy would love this place. He asks what I have and I say a dog and two cats. “Cats are no problem, tell me about dog.” I mention she’s 13 and lies around a lot. “She’ll be fine” he says. Now I’m sort of hedging around what to do and he mentions he has a 2 bedroom available near the end of June for $1250 and it has a full kitchen but “no view of the pond” I said that sounded great and we hopped back into his ford and bounced (a little to quickly) down the dirt driveway toward another house. Oh, I forgot to mention, as we were going into the first apartment, he handed me a book of Haiku that he wrote and said, “you can have this”…
The two bedroom is also a pseudo-basement apartment with 1 big room, which includes a real kitchen and a fireplace (wood burning), and two bedrooms (both maybe 12x12?) you have to cut through the utility room (with washer and dryer) to get to the not so great bathroom. I said I would really love to rent it and he says “it’s yours”. I have an apartment in New Paltz… “Geographically it’s in Gardner but the postal address is New Paltz”