I was up early every day last week calling utilities, changing addresses and insurance, and hiring movers and I was exhausted by the end of it. And I'm not even done yet! This is now Stage B - getting ready for the move, Stage C is the actual move, and finally Stage D is the unpacking and final changes to the new address. I know that I did this many times (when I moved into the city I moved 3 times in a year and a half while switching jobs AND having a social life, how the hell did I do that?) but I'm often reminded how much harder it is when you're older and have less energy.

My dad's birthday and parents' anniversary is over, though, my aunt has Covid so she probably won't make it down here for Christmas, and the weather on Friday is canceling the trip we were going to take to the cemetery, so my family obligations are finished for now. I'm bummed that I won't get to see my cousins at the rescheduled cemetery trip next week, but I can't take the day off since so many other people are out already. The joys of being new on the totem pole and working at a smaller bank so we have less people to cover, but I know my cousins will understand, probably more than my parents do, since they've worked corporate jobs too.

I really need to sit down and make a list. Having something concrete where I can feel accomplished checking off a box when something gets done definitely makes me more productive and willing to manage my time better, so that's the next goal. I'm still bound and determined to make this work.