My last post was angsty and frantic. It was exactly how I was feeling — no filter, no bullshit. I’m sure I’ll look back at it later with a little embarrassment, but moving is something I hoped I wouldn’t be doing again at my age. I’m feeling a little better now, so it helped, thanks. Now I’m just putting one foot in front of the other and getting it all done.
All of the utilities, save for one, are set up to start next Tuesday after closing. I’ll be calling a lawn service to get them started so I don’t show up to a foot-high shock of grass in that big lot when I arrive. My son will sit in for me at closing, so I no longer have to worry about making a mad dash down there and back, and then doing it again two weeks later. That is, I hope I get to make the mad dash down in two weeks. I’m having a bit of a challenge finding a moving van. U-Haul is out of 20′ trucks for all of July! Professional movers are proving very expensive, so I hope I don’t have to go that route. One more company is coming out on Thursday, and I’ve worked with them locally before. I think we can work something out.
The second part of the moving woes is how long it will take for my things to get there. Normally, when I’m moving across states, I take my own moving van. My things get there when I do. But when you’re working with a mover, it takes a lot longer. Sure, I can stay with my son while I wait for my things, but then he would have to deal with me, my cats, and my dog – and I am planning to be back at work the following Monday. Indeed I have to be back at work the following Monday. It’s PI planning week, and it’s one of our busiest times. No, if it’s a matter of my stuff taking a week to get there, I’ll have to postpone my move.
Postponing my move would be risky. The stock market has gone bearish, taking tens of thousands of dollars from my IRA, and the fed is about to raise interest rates again. I need to get my place on the market before the moment has passed.
I don’t have a lot else on my mind tonight. I just wanted to post something to follow up and tell you all it will be okay. I’ll be okay. Well, my blood pressure is rather high, but I attribute that to the stress of all this. I’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine.