I can’t believe it but moving week is finally here! @Jasondoesstuff and I officially get the keys to our new place on Wednesday and we’ll be moving everything over to the Oceanside condo by Friday.
Did you know moving is supposed to take years off your life? Apparently it stresses people out so much that it actually takes a physical toll on your health. I read that somewhere online last year as we sold basically all of our possessions and moved away from Florida to California.
Through that process, I was waiting for the stress of it all to hit us - the logistics, the “we forgot this” moments, the anxiety of leaving behind what was comfortable. But it never came. We packed, we let go, and we moved.
This time around has been relatively the same story. Even when it was getting down to the wire last month and we hadn’t found our new place yet, it’s like we both had this understanding that it would all work out.
So last night, while Jas and I were going over the moving play-by-play one more time, I did what any normal person would do when everything is smoothly going their way: I picked a fight.
I picked a fight about WARDROBE BOXES. Two of them, to be exact. I dug my heels in and I told Jason I wanted two wardrobe boxes to fit what little hang up clothes I had instead of our original plan of laying them flat in the backseat of our car.
It was so stupid, and I knew it almost as soon as I made my whole stink about it, but I couldn’t help myself. I think when things feel TOO easy, we humans tend to get suspicious. It’s like my subconscious was saying: “This is supposed to be stressful and hard! We’re not doing it right!”
Well, let me tell you, not everything has to be hard. Sometimes you can feel the ease and you can choose to trust it rather than get suspicious. I’ve come to accept that Jason and I are good at moving and it really can be as simple as that. No need to make it harder than it has to be. 😀