Americans move less today than in the past. I’ve figured why. It’s a pain!
I’m saying this now even though moving is still weeks away.
We’ve already thrown out a dumpster’s worth of stuff. It’s possible we’ll need another… hopefully smaller.
A man came by to prepare an estimate for moving our household goods. This is alchemy, right? He walked around and took notes. He seemed very knowledgable. How can you translate that into weight?
At the moment our plan is to drive Helaine’s SUV. Google says 41 hours of driving from here to Irvine, California where we’ll live. A week’s drive? I’d be happier with five days, but there’s no sense pushing it too hard.
Doppler will not be strapped to the roof!
We’ve started keeping lists. Who has to be informed? Cable, oil, lawncare, electricity, etc., etc., etc.
So many decisions. So many tasks. So little time.
The most intricate part is putting all the pieces together in the right order. Some steps are dependent on earlier steps being completed. That’s especially true of the two ‘closings’ we’ll be part of.
Frazzled? Me? Sure. It probably gets more intense from here.