Retirement, like marriage, job changes, and having a child,
is a life changing event. Big changes
are inherently stressful even if you are excited by the upcoming experience. And in the months leading up to actually
setting a retirement date I had those moments of fear and doubt that should
probably be expected. I’m sure I’ll have
more anxiety on the retirement change in the coming weeks, but another major
change known to cause stress is moving and right now that is the one that is
consuming my mind.
It felt like a big step forward to have lined up our housing
for the time between the closing of the sale of our current house and the last
days we need to be in the office before retirement. And obviously that was an important thing to
get done and I felt great when it was accomplished. But now each morning, as I’m getting ready
for work, I look at all the stuff that fills a 3,600 square foot house and
think “how are we going to get all of this packed”, “how are we going to get
all of this moved”. Obviously we have
already planned on a lot of downsizing – I can walk through rooms waving my arm
over lots of furniture we aren’t going to take.
But there are drawers and cabinets and closets to be dealt with. And I am a collector – I have numerous pieces
of lovingly acquired American Brilliant Cut Glass; I have a Department 56
Christmas Village and a Halloween Village.
I am a crafter with storage bins of yarn and fabric and patterns, a
sewing machine, a serger, and an embroidery machine. Oh, and a random bin of crewel embroidery and
counted cross stitch.
And my husband, Chuck, has five guitars? Six?; lots of vinyl
record albums; books.
We’re both making decisions to shed all sorts of stuff. But some days getting the stuff we are
keeping packed and moved, while still going to work everyday, seems
daunting. Our move to Nashville from
California was a corporate relocation so we had next to nothing to do. Our most recent move before that was a for a
distance of about 15 miles and although we did our own packing there was lots
of stuff we could just run over of an evening since we had access to the new
house some weeks before we moved out of our old house. Getting stuff ready to travel 300
miles……..I’m tired just thinking about it.
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