Moving day! Aargh! Many of you may have noticed that things slowed down here over the past week. That is because Steve and I just finished moving, not to a new home but to a new company. I recognize that the magnitude of our move pales in comparison to those of our clients, but it gave us the opportunity to reflect on the stress of relocating. I have often said that agents should be required to move every couple of years to just remind them of what their buyers and sellers go through during every transaction. Without the resulting empathy, we may tend to be insensitive to the emotions involved, not just from the perspective of making a huge purchase, but from moving your life. Boxes, boxes and more boxes, changes of address, new phone numbers, new “neighborhoods”. And of course, like most people knee-deep in the moving mess, we start with lofty goals of “cleaning house”. When moving your home, you likely begin by thinking that you will use the opportunity to throw out all of that old junk, redecorate, reorganize. After carefully thinning the first three drawers and carefully packing and labeling the first three boxes, you realize that at the rate you are progressing, you will be completely packed by 2073. (For instance, it wasn’t enough to get us physically moved. I got the brilliant idea that in three days I was going to completely redesign our web presence in honor of our coming out party). This is where Phase 2 kicks in. During this phase, everything that isn’t securely nailed down is thrown randomly into the box, your pocket, the back seat of the car. I packed old gum wrappers, files I haven’t opened since the moon landing, and perhaps one of my colleagues. (I will only know about the colleague when I get to Stage 3: Unpacking). Stage 3 is fun. This is where your sense of humor returns. You open box upon box and ask, “Why did I move this *%(*?”. The first step when arriving at your new home, or office in our case, is to swiftly locate the nearest trash can or dumpster and discard everything you unloaded an hour ago. Except the colleague. I’ll be returning him to his rightful owner.
September 3, 2006