Bleh.
You know, as our proposed move date creeps ever closer, I think back to the last time we moved. We too managed to overlap moving and travel times. The result was a maddening sequence of events: I graduated, we had a week to pack everything, then we went to Italy for 2 weeks, came back, had 2 days to move, and I started a new job on day 3.
Here I am 5 years later...and I have absolutely no frigging clue how we did it. I must have blocked the horror from my mind, because I have no recollection of the events leading up to move day. I recall the actual move going relatively smoothly, so that must mean we worked our butts off in that preceding week and go everything ready to go...but I sure as hell don't remember it.
So, um, I guess I'm saying that I deal with the anxiety by completely forgetting about it afterwards. I suppose that doesn't help when it's still in front of you, as I'm learning myself right now as I feel totally unprepared for this move.
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