Deep Breath And...

First off: Congrats to the Favs!! Adorable, and the name is perfect.


All right. Here's the deal. In the last 2 months or so, I have:

Decided to move to Boston
Gotten engaged!
Resigned from my job of 7 years working for a premier money manager
Found a new job with less known but ambitious money manager
Entered into negotiations to sell our house
Searched, found, lost, found, lost, found-and-still-waiting-to-hear on an apartment in Boston.

Over those past few months, I have also taken a vacation in Italy, taken a couple of trips for work, and generally experienced more stress than in the prior 29 years of my life.

Here is a smattering of some of the more stress-inducing events:
On trip up to Boston to interview with potential new employer, while checking out of the hotel I was staying in, I run into CEO of current employer in lobby. And it isn't like we're IBM and so this guy wouldn't know me from Adam. I've presented in front of him, been in numerous lunch meetings with him, and he knows exactly who I am. I proceed to soil myself. Just kidding. I was stunned however to run into him. As they say in the movies, "Of all the gin joints." We agreed that we would discuss why I was in Boston the following week, and he did do his best to put me at ease. Given that my fiancee had just resigned (we were working for the same company) to go to school in Boston, it was very clear exactly what I was doing in Boston. Ultimately though we had a very good conversation about my decision to leave work and the reasons, and all is well.

Negotiations on selling our house. Oy. To begin with, the buyers are very stubborn, and that is their right. However, they had a 3-week trip to China scheduled, and the day they left was the day they did the inspection. So, their attorney has negotiation powers - no problem, right? Well there was an issue that needed negotiating. So we convey our position to our attorney, and he conveys our position to their attorney, who then informs us that he needs to contact his clients. What?!?? They are in China! You - Attorney! What happened to your so -called "negotiating priveleges"? Thank goodness for email.

Apartment hunting. We decided to take one weekend earlier in May to try and see as many places as possible. We saw a good amount of places, and made a decision on a place. The building was going through a transition to a new owner, but we were assured that our unit would be available for move-in on June 1. A week ago, I received a call from our realtor in which he informed me that the tenants in the apartment we were supposed to rent are not leaving on June 1 and were making noise about taking the new landlord to court. So this might be a problem, it might not. We had already provided first and last month's rent, and security, and so we decided to discuss our situation with a certain Harvard Law grad to see what our options were and to best protect ourselves from possibly losing any money. Technically, we were entitled to lots of things under the law. So we let the realty company know that we were concerned and knew our legal rights. They quickly called back to let us know that the apartment wouldn't be available until February 2007, and they were refunding all of our money. Are you kidding me? This was on May 19. So no apartment. We did have two back-ups, but we weren't thrilled with either. So fiancee decides to go up to Boston and see more places, joined by my sister, who was a HUGE help. They see some places, and they find one that is just gorgeous. Great location, high ceilings, perfect layout for entertaining (which we are known to do once in a while). There is another application in for the apartment, but we were ready to provide a deposit while the other applicant had not done so. However, we do have a dog and a cat, which has proved to be an obstacle, albeit not insurmountable, in this hunt. So the realtor has to ask the landlord if they would be okay with pets. This takes an entire day. So late Tuesday (yes three days ago), we find out that there is a no-pet policy in the building. Why would you show a couple desperately looking for an apartment a gorgeous unit in a non-pet building, knowing that they have pets?? So, May 23, and no apartment. We decide to take a different apartment, which seems nice enough. We call the realtor to let her know, and she promptly calls the landlord to see if the pets are okay. Turns out the landlord is concerned because he had a bad experience with a cat. But if we turn over our first born as security, he'll consider us. 30 minutes of negotiations later we hammer out a deal- rent, deposit, security, etc. Next day the realtor faxes us a lease, we sign it, and fax it back. We also provided a hefty deposit. However, we find out Thursday (yes, yesterday) that the landlord now wants confirmation that our dog is not a rottweiler. Nevermind the dog-racism implicit in this, he actually wants us to fax vet records to try and prove this point. Importantly, we had already emailed photos of our dog to the same realtor for another building, and it is pretty goddamn clear that our dog is not a rottweiler. However, judge for yourself:


So here it is, Friday morning, and we still do not have confirmation of the apartment definitively being ours. And to add insult to injury, remember our first choice for an apartment, where the tenants had made a ruckus about not moving. Yes, that's right- they're moving.

I am sure you're all exhausted and stressed just from reading this. But, as my father tells me (and his mother told him), "This too shall pass."

I look forward to the new chapter of my life in a great city where we have wonderful supportive friends and family. I look forward to sharing this life with my wonderful fiancee and two fantastic pets. See you soon.