I have decided to move to a new rental apartment in NYC. I have been looking around and in doing so I've decided that I have to share what is happening to me. Honestly I've had one let's call it "interesting" experience after another. Each time I've gone to see something I've pretty much understood why my company gets so many referrals! All sorts of things are happening out there. It's banannas! These are my stories.

The first apartment I see seems like divine intervention. A broker called my office. She asks for me and says she has a listing she wants to tell me about. So I get on the phone, and she starts describing to me what sounds like a spectacular apartment right down the street from my office. She says she just thought of me since she had just walked by-she was on her way to do an open house. She thought I might have someone I wanted to show it to. Little did she know I was beginning a search for myself. So I ask her if the Landlord accepts pets, she says yes, and I go see to the open house. I get there and my mouth drops open. Not only is it a beautifully restored brownstone, the apartment is huge-the entire floor-and is priced right. There are 5 closets, sunlight, a D/W, the list goes on and on. I apply for it immediately representing myself. She is thrilled that she got someone so fast and everything is seeming perfectly meant to be. I go back to my office to send her the application but first I decide to look at her website to see pics one more time. I find it quickly.. love the pics, see the Pets Allowed, I couldnt be happier..I send her all my paperwork, she says it looks great and she will get back to me after speaking to the Landlord. A day goes by and she emails me saying not to be concerned-the Landlord is just out of town. A day turns into 3 days, I email her again, she says everything is fine just a formality to speak to the Landlord. After a week she sends me an email "The Landlord doesn't accept Pets. I am making the change on the listing. Good luck with your search." I write back "What?! Did you tell her Luna comes to work with me every day?, Did you tell her I go away on weekends? Did you tell her she is 7 pounds and very well behaved?" She writes back "I did." That's it. No I'm sorry for the mix up or anything. I was shocked. Just like that my meant to be apartment turned into the not meant to be apartment and my visions of living there were but a dream. Then there was apartment # 2... To be continued