Let’s Talk with Lois Winston

Moving, Moving, Moving
By Lois Winston

The movers come tomorrow. After twenty-three years of living in my current home and most of my life spent as a Jersey Girl, my husband and I are heading south. Not to Florida like so many former Jerseyites but to Tennessee.

Truthfully, I still have trouble wrapping my head around that. I never thought I’d be spending my Golden Years anywhere other than the Garden State, except maybe for Manhattan if I’d been so lucky as to win Mega Millions or Powerball. I never did. The most I’ve ever won on a lottery ticket is a measly seven bucks!

Throughout the time I lived in Pennsylvania, I couldn’t wait to get back to my home turf. But at least I was only a short car ride away. Not so from now on. We’re moving to the Nashville area because one of our sons and his family moved there two years ago. It’s not a bad drive back and forth, especially since my brother-in-law and sister-in-law live exactly halfway in-between, providing us with our very own private B&B, complete with my sister-in-law’s fabulous cooking.

However, recent events have made us realize that as we age, it’s best to have family nearby, family you can rely on in emergencies. Hence, the decision to move. It turns out we’re not alone. A lot of people are moving to the Nashville area, thanks in part because many companies are relocating there. That’s why my son and his family moved two years ago. And because so many people are looking for homes in middle Tennessee, there aren’t many available. Those that are get snapped up within hours of going on the market and well-above asking price.

Originally, we had figured we’d wait until the pandemic was behind us, but a few months ago, thanks to the real estate market, we realized we’d better not wait any longer. So, in the middle of a pandemic, we decided to move. At least we’re both vaccinated now.

The house we bought was listed on a Friday. We had an appointment to view it the next day at 2pm. By the time we arrived, the owner already had five offers. She was deciding at 3pm. And I thought real estate in the NY metro area was crazy!

I’ve been on a rollercoaster ever since, but I think we’re coasting to the end of the ride. At least I hope so! Although, we still need to redo the floors, buy a washer and dryer, a new sofa, some outdoor furniture and a grill, paint, and unpack after the movers arrive with all our stuff…

I guess we still have several more loop-de-loops on that rollercoaster before we can kick back and enjoy our new home.

Moving is one of life’s big stressors. I’ll be the first to admit, I don’t always handle stress as well as I’d like, or even as well as my amateur sleuth Anastasia Pollack, but I keep trying. How about you?