Autumn is here! (A short post)

 

The other night, as I was coming home on the second to last train of the night, I noticed one of the signs of autumn - frost on the windshield of my car.  Although I will still have need of my summer clothes on my upcoming cruise, most of them can now be safely put into storage containers for a few months.

Soon, New York City's fanciest stores will have their holiday displays in their storefront windows, and Macy's Thanksgiving Parade will march through Midtown Manhattan.  It will be one of the best times to visit this city - if one's flights aren't cancelled and if one can afford the nightly rates at a Midtown Hotel. As for me, someone who lives near the city, I will avoid the tourist districts like the plague, as it's the time for pickpockets to collect easy money.  For others, it will be the Christmas Shoplifting Season.  Yes, I am a New York City cynic.  But it is the right of every New Yorker to trash their home city - if only to discourage visitors from coming and allow leaving the room for locals to enjoy their city as well.

Ask any New Yorker, and you find that most have a love/hate relationship with their city.  For me, it's a place that my rights as a TG person are respected, not denied.  It is a city where most people feel free to live the lives that they choose, and not have their lives imposed on them by a dysfunctional culture.  It's a city that seems to be the center of everything - if you can't find something here, it probably doesn't exist. 

Yes, New York has it's problems.  We have the crime rate expected in a typical American city.  Yet, young people have always flocked to it because it is the home of great opportunities.  From its beginning, New York's focus has always been a place where "money talks, and shit walks."  When Christian settlers complained about Jews in their then remote outpost of the Dutch, the Dutch West India Company didn't care - they wanted the then Niew Amsterdam to have its focus on making money  Both tolerance for "the other" and a focus on making money is the foundation of New York's culture and will always be the case.

So, why is Autumn so important in New York?

The answer is simple: New York is a place of constant change.  New Yorkers are reminded of this change when the leaves fall, when the storefronts change, and when the tourists come back to enjoy the city.  From Thanksgiving to New Year, we will be flooded by tourists. And I'm glad this is as much a constant as the swallows coming back to Capistrano each year.  

There's a nip in the air.

 

Autumn is here and the leaves have fallen off the trees.  Gone are the yellow and green leaves.  The strikingly red ones are only a distant childhood memory.  And yet, it is one of my favorite times of the year.

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As much as I hate switching to a cold weather wardrobe, I enjoy wearing certain garments which cisgender women tend to dislike - specifically hosiery.  If one wants to wear a dress in the colder weather, one resorts to wearing tights.  Yes, they are awkward to get on.  But once they are on, things such as going to the loo isn't much different than when they are not on - one just pulls down/up 2 garments at a time.

I am writing this post on Halloween, and I will soon need to close my windows to keep the apartment warm enough to be comfortable.  (My apartment tends to retain heat, so when the heating system is turned on for cold weather, I've had to occasionally open the windows - even in winter.)  Once the heating system is on, I'll close the windows and be nice and toasty (if not a little too much) until spring comes.

On other matters....

Earlier this week, the abandoned apartment in my co-op complex was supposed to be auctioned off to the highest bidder (if there was one).  This did not happen.  Instead, the auction was postponed for a second time - no reason was given.  In the past, I had to visit a house which was going to be auctioned off at a foreclosure sale, and know that most of the buyers tend not to be able to enter a residence as I did years ago.  (Let's say that there was dubious legality in the access my friend had.)  So, any person wanting to bid on this apartment would be taking a risk of dealing with the current state of the apartment.

I expect that with the state of our current economy, we are about to see a bubble burst and a lot of properties will be headed into foreclosure.  Only risk takers with deep pockets will be able to afford to buy property, and many "little people" will be crushed - in part because they are under capitalized, or that they took on too much risk.  Apartments like the one that the co-op is trying to sell will become more common, and many properties will become unaffordable.

Knowing the risk factors of my complex, I would hesitate to buy into my complex today.  I know some of the questions that I should ask of a co-op board if I have to do so again, but hope I never have to do so. We've had a 30 year good run of decent co-op governance due to a baby boomer generation who would occasionally get involved and take on some of the tasks to keep a co-op running smoothly.  But, as we got older, fewer young people want to get involved.  This means that our co-op board is filled with retirees and not those young enough to think of our needs for the long term.  So decisions naturally get made that benefit the short term needs of the retirees, and not necessarily what's best for the co-op in the long term.

In Florida, short term thinking of many co-op and condo boards have kicked many hard decisions down the road and made future leaders take the heat for decisions made in the past.  Much needed maintenance was deferred, and at least one shore front condo complex collapsed due to rebar corrosion.  As a result, Florida has tightened up its regulations, and the costs of deferred maintenance now coming due are upending the co-op/condo markets in that state.  The problems in Florida have caused many businesses such as property insurance companies to become much much more conservative in the risks they take on.

Luckily, my co-op has been very conservative with property maintenance, and we have addressed things early enough to keep our expenses low.  However, we have had problems, such as having to remediate issues with the aluminum wiring that was legal when our buildings were constructed.  Yet, we have been affected by this shift by business to reduce their risks, as we have had to make an assessment to pay for a "forced insurance" policy imposed on us by our lending institution.   

If a healthy business can get into trouble because of the irresponsibility of "unrelated others" far away from here, then I wonder what will happen to the economy as a whole due to the capricious policies of the orange snowflake.  Will congress claw back its power and checkmate the orange snowflake?  Or, will they capitulate to his insanity, and push America into the toilet?  Given the history of America's real estate markets, it's anyone's guess, as no one has enough hard information to make a definitive case for anything.  All I can say is that if someone's going to invest in US real estate, one had better have deep pockets to weather out any storm that comes along. 

 

A return to the Norman Rockwell Museum

 

This past Saturday would be a long day with my brother.  We had tried to get together on a weekend for a while for a road trip to the Norman Rockwell Museum.  Since I've seen the exhibition before, I figured that I'd look at things I didn't look at before, and let him wander around the place while I sat and took a load off my feet.

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I set my alarms to wake me around 8 am, so that I could be at our meeting place by 10:30 am.  It's hard to believe that I was early for a change, but I arrived at the parking lot around 10:15 and killed time waiting for him.  Unfortunately, he hit a lot of traffic, and didn't get to the lot until 11 am.  (It also didn't help that Google Maps gave him bad driving instructions.  But I digress.)

Once we were on the road, it took us a little over 2 hours to reach the museum.  (We were careful not to feed the bears.  We passed at least 3 "Smokeys" handing out citations on our way up.)  It was the perfect day for such a drive: traffic flowed smoothly and fast, there were no clouds in the sky, and it was the perfect temperature to drive to the Berkshires on an autumn day.  Eventually, we made it to the museum, and we went inside.

My brother took in all the exhibits slowly, while I picked and chose what I wanted to see next.  I didn't try to take everything in on this visit.  Instead, I looked for the exhibits that interested me most, and took some pictures before sitting down to ease my back pain.  Once we were done, I went to their shop and bought a couple of books related to the art of Mad, and then we departed the museum to find some lunch.

Once in Stockbridge, it was hard to find a vacant parking spot.  But we got lucky.  However, we did not find much in the way of open restaurants that weren't crowded at the time.  Yet, after a little bit of walking, we found a place to sit down for lunch.  (I won't mention where the place is, but as Arlo sang, "it's just a half of a mile from the railroad tracks.")  Sadly, Alice left the building many years before, and its current proprietors serve good food with mediocre service - so I will look for other dining venues when next in town.

After our late lunch, it was time to drive home.  I shared some of the driving duties, as my brother needed to nap a bit.  Boy, does he saw wood!  This wasn't as bad as I made it sound.  But he was tired, and he'd still have 90 minutes of driving ahead of him when he dropped me off at my car.  I was home by 6:30 or so, while he got home by 7:45.  (Again, he hit a lot of traffic.)  I was home in time to do laundry, but I didn't bother with this.  I could do it on Monday when I have some time.....

It's hard to believe that Summer is almost over.

 

As I write this, it is the beginning of Labor Day weekend.  Summer is almost over, and I look forward to Autumn and its cool breezes.  In a few months, Winter will come and most people will be complaining about the cold.  As for me, it will mean that I'll have to ration my use of dresses to blend in more with cisgender females as I go out and about.

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Now that Autumn is almost here, I have a busy few weeks ahead of me.  Soon, I'll be visiting Philadelphia with RQS, and we'll also be planning a few day trips in the Hudson Valley region.  We'll also be spending time at RQS's place.  This means that I'll be spending time in Mario mode again. 😔  At least, she'll be happy to see Mario after spending much of the Summer with Marian.

Given that I'm participating in a scientific study, I expect that I'll have to find time each day to play the games meant to help develop mental acuity.  This will present a minor logistical issue when I travel, as I'll have to bring a laptop computer with me instead of the Chromebook I am accustomed to using while traveling.  The only time I expect that I will have a problem allocating time to this project is when I go on my next cruise and do not have access to Wi-Fi for the week.

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The arrival of Autumn does provide me with some opportunities to get dressed up a little and take RQS to a few nice restaurants.  Hudson Valley Restaurant Week usually takes place in early November, and I'll be sure to wear some of my fancier dresses (and, maybe some sexy underwear) when we go out.  Hopefully, some of our favorite places will be on the list, as I'd like to get back to Crabtree's Kittle House, Hudson House Inn, and Xavier X2O's (among other places) again.

Hopefully, this Autumn season will bring a better change of seasons than we've had for the past few years.  When I was young, I loved the deep red leaves we used to see on the trees and ground.  Now, we don't see that many, as the Fall doesn't last as long as it once seemed to do.  Yet, I still keep my fingers crossed to once again see the beauty I once saw in my youth.