It now appears certain that I'll survive our latest move from Dubuque to Des Moines. There really wasn't any doubt, but still, moving is a young person's activity. The packing, lifting, carrying takes its toll on a 60 year-old body. It's not just the doing of those things, but the repetition of doing them many times over a few days. We were lucky in one sense that we moved out of our home and had 8 days before we moved into our condo. So I could rest up a bit between packing and unpacking.
A few observations: We used a Portable On Demand Storage system (PODS)since we were going to have some time between leaving one place and moving into the other. It worked ok. I was surprised how dirty some of our things had gotten sitting in the POD for 8 days. In spite of packing things tightly, and a system to keep the POD fairly level during tranport and storage; things shifted in the POD resulting in some minor problems. One POD wasn't quite enough for our belongings.
We waited until the last morning to pack the essentials of what we needed to live. That last morning we ended up having more to pack than I thought we'd have.
Having some equity in the house meant that we got to deposit a rather large check in our banking account after the sell. Of course, we had to write a rather large check off it for our condo, but it was nice to look at a large bank balance for a few days, at least.
It's great having a daughter and son-in-law in the town you're moving to. We certainly took advantage of their hospitality and willingness to help paint and unpack.
In spite of trying to be more zen-like in my approach to the move and the stress related to it. The best realization I got was that you need to accept the suffering and stress with any change and get through it.
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