We are back in LA earlier than usual as we move into a house project that is one for the records. This one definitely put us under the “gluttons for punishment” category. When the waiting is over, you soon forget the angst getting there.
In our first apartment, we had no furniture except a cotton woven rug, a mattress, a three-tier bamboo bookshelf that we walked home for ten blocks in the middle of the day. What we had was a walk-in closet with one camp trunk and a folding chair to sit on with an upside-down brown box as the table. The closet lightbulb was the only real light in the apartment once the sun went down. We sat in there endless nights after work playing rummy. The couch we ordered took forever but it eventually showed up after finding the Macy’s buyer of that area and asking (begging) her to push things along. When it showed up, it was if we always had a couch.
This is our 6th winter in LA. I will miss NYC which is quite suited to me yet every year I connect better to LA. Having our own place to hang our hat could be a game-changing experience. Very excited about moving west for a bit of sun warmth and of course skiing.