I love my apartment with a few small exceptions:
- The price. I pay more in rent than I do for my DC condo’s mortgage and condo fees combined. This is the only real reason I have considered moving.
- Not much kitchen counter space–it’s all along one wall instead of enclosed (see above). I wish I had an island.
- The windows are the kind that seem to be en vogue now: no screens; they are either open or shut, nothing in between. When the windows are closed, they are almost completely soundproof which matters in a city like NYC. But I like fresh air too.
- No washer/dryer. There’s a laundry room on the ground floor, though.
On the flip side, I really do have a terrific apartment. Just enough space, lots of sunlight and great closets. My landlords live in the building with their baby boy and are lovely people. I also have neighbors I know and like. That was not my experience during the ten years I lived in Washington, DC.
The super is incredibly nice and takes care of whatever I need. Once I had him pop in to fix the tub drain while I was at work and I came home to find that not only did he do so, he also assembled a large floor lamp I had lying on the living room floor.
Because of the price, though, I am always looking at apartment listings. This place I considered for $2650 in 2011 now goes for $2895-3185 depending on floor. Prices at this Kips Bay building have held more or less steady, but I didn’t like the place then so it’s safe to assume I wouldn’t now.
Plus, packing and moving. Ugh. I just don’t wanna.
I’m staying put. I think.