In November 2007, we bought our apartment in Downtown Brooklyn. We were the first residential building in the area and people thought we were crazy. But, we loved our apartment, loved the area and the potential we saw in it. and, most of all, fell in love with the people who would become our neighbors, friends, and family.
On June 8, 2014 we sold our apartment. My husband and I decided it was a great time to sell and that we would rent for a year before deciding what our next move would be. Sounded simple enough, right? Well, the first half was. We sold our apartment very quickly. One open house.
We love our building and the family we made there. so we wanted to rent there. In 2 months, we had 4 different apartment possibilities. Through a series of ridiculous, can’t be believed almost comical circumstances, all of those fell through-the last one the day before we left for our company’s annual conference in california and 6 days before we had to move! We had to move out of our apartment last wednesday without knowing where we were moving to. My living room looked like this and I was just about hyperventilating. For the first time, I didn’t think it was all going to be all right and I literally had a series of panic attacks .
So the good news is at 12:15 AM, as we were moving the last of our things out of our apartment, we got an email confirming a lease for an apartment in our building we were waiting on. My husband and I both just broke down in tears.
We knew where we were moving to, but had two weeks to fill until we got there. Bring on the Muskopf Nomad Tour 2104, as I’ve decided to dub it. Meant living out of suitcases, putting the dog in the kennel , and figuring out where to go. We spent 3 days in the Brooklyn Sheraton, and have spent the last 3 days in Sesame place and NewHope, PA. Our daughter has had an amazing time. We got to spend the day in New Hope with a dear friend we don’t get to see very often. Yesterday we headed to my cousin’s house down the shore for a few days, and then its on to Staten Island to my mom’s, who is more than happy to have us there (because you know your mom never thinks she gets to spend enough time with you!).
So, as I sit here and think about the past 6 days since that night where I was so overwhelmed I couldn’t breathe, this is what I learned. First. as corny as this sounds, as long as you have your family unit in tact it doesn’t matter where you are or what happens. My daughter just needs to know that we are together no matter what. And this whole experience has brought my husband and I closer together. We realize more than ever that we are a pretty awesome team and somehow we always come out ok on the other end. Second, we are on an awesome end of summer series of mini vacations. We are blessed. Weekend getaways, Friends ,Titi’s and uncles. cousins, grandparents-what a way to spend the last two weeks of summer! I am also fortunate that I now work from home full time so I can work from anywhere. Yes, back to school shopping and planning will be have to be put off and crammed into a few days next week. But, maybe that’s ok.
Isabella doesn’t seem to mind being on the road at all:)