Appreciation

     One often appreciates something when one does not have it anymore The elevator in my apartment building is being renovated and I live on the top floor. I always have appreciated the elevator, but now I appreciate it even more. It feels as though I am having an elevator fast. I am always considering my steps before I get to my apartment building. Not too many heavy bags. I take the bus from the train so I am less tired when I get home and have to climb the stairs. I'm not sure how the old people  or the disabled are faring. I am conserving how many times I leave my apartment daily. The trek up the stairs is grueling when I am tired. I don't know what people did before the days of electricity. I am glad I did not live in that generation. Its hard enough surviving my temporarily elevator-less building. 

its a lonely world out there....

i was in the elevator in my apartment building this morning and i had a light bulb went off. not literally but figuratively. i wasn't alone in the elevator. my co-elevator riders were a mother and her two children. the little girl was crying and screaming. the mother was trying to calm her down. the little boy who was about two was smiling at me as if nothing else was going on in the elevator. and no, the little boy had nothing to do with why his sister was having a tantrum. it was the funniest thing. the little boy was so oblivious to what was going on in this tiny elevator space. this to me is the essence of life. someone could be in the deepest of pain and others will cast a blind eye towards them no matter how loud they are emoting. everyone is in their own world.

elevator etiquette

i havent had a roommate for years, but i think that g-d is getting back at me for having all these good roommate-free years by making me live in an apartment building with an elevator.

im glad that there is an elevator in my apartment building because i live on a high floor, but i still dont entirely enjoy the elevator experience.

sometimes people hold the elevator for me when im getting my mail from the mailbox. on the surface, what could be bad about this? WELL.... let me tell you what. what if i dont feel like being in the elevator with an overly talkative neighbor? id rather wait 10 minutes for the next elevator than deal with that.

some neighbors make a habit of a hearty good morning if you see them in the elevator. i don't mind the good morning, but i can barely speak at that hour and some people like to keep saying good morning because they are offended you didn't say good morning back. i say don't bother saying good morning to me in the first place if you don't get the response you need . just be a self-centered new yorker and don't speak to me in the elevator. i would like that better. i talk all day long at work. im really not lonely for conversation at 6:00 a.m.

i live in an old building with those freakishly heavy doors. though holding the door for others would be good strength training, it can be annoying when one is holding lots of packages .

the most unfulfilling aspect of holding the elevator for others is when a nosy neighbor is on board. i try to let the door close quickly if i think that type is going to join me in the elevator. i accidentally held the door for someone who i didn't realize was the nosy type. she ruined it for herself. next time she asks me to hold the door for her when she gets her mail im going to accidentally on purpose not hold the door for her.

i should really use the stairs more. id get alot more exercise. id also avoid all of the drama. the problem is sometimes im so exhausted that i settle for dealing with elevator etiquette .