Winter, summer...doesn't matter. The manifold, obnoxious steps necessary for moving successfully and triumphantly require as much brain and body energy as any decathlon...okay, triathlon. After finally landing a job in my goal city of Austin, I've spent the last 3 weeks fighting with apartment complexes, movers, and the interstate between Temple and Austin than I'd have ever imagined possible...and I've got muscletone in places I didn't even know could have muscles!
For our Relocator's Triathlon, there will be 3 basic events: securing the apartment, packing/loading the contents of your old residence, and unloading/unpacking/setting up said contents at the new residence. These 3 mind-and-body-ssaulting events require so much arguing, haranguing, compromising, haggling, sweating, straining, stretching, OVER-straining, etc. that you can indeed be classified as a professional athlete by the time each stage is completed...and you'll certainly have spent a huge amount of money doing it. You'll have the mental and physical strength of a pro athlete by the time you're finally sitting comfortably and exhaustedly in your new digs sipping on the beverage of choice.
This has been a really crappy moving experience thus far, and I darn well better have a gold medal awaiting me at the end!!
This has been a relatively crappy posting too, but it reflects my scattered frame of mind and emotions rather well...so I feel vindicated :-)
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