After months of trying to negotiate with our stubborn landlord, we’re moving. It’s a long story and not because of anything we did wrong. Luckily, I managed to finagle a good “exit package.” Our task is both exciting and physically challenging because moving over 60 is a pain in the – EVERYTHING!
I’ve moved many times in my life starting when I was a kid. Staying put is not in my genes. When I was young, I could shuffle and lift boxes around, rearrange furniture, stand on step stools, and pull stuff off shelves. Now, just looking at a box makes me stiff. I see a massage appointment in my future.
My big, brawny, son came over and helped us dump some furniture in the trash bin and emptied out our storage shed so we could go through boxes we haven’t seen in 5 ½ years. Now they’re all sitting in our driveway. I want to get rid of anything I’m not going to need like my tax receipts from over a decade ago. I still don’t get why we need to save all that stuff.
We’re upgrading a bit. All the apartments we looked at in our current price range didn’t fit our needs. They were either too small, didn’t have an elevator or were in a scary neighborhood. We finally found a nice apartment complex in beautiful downtown Burbank. If you watched Laugh-In, back in the 60’s, you’ll remember that phrase. Burbank is a perfect location for us. It’s near all the movie studios where we attend screenings and close to the recording studios where I do voice-overs. I’ve been lazy about going on auditions because it was such a long ride across the valley.
The downside is that it’s next to the freeway. Instead of hearing coyotes at night, we’ll hear traffic.
Moving means updating our address to everyone I know and do business with. Our apartment complex has an app that helps with that. It automatically alerts the post office and over 10,000 companies. That’s clever and It will reduce some of the stress.
We only have a week left so I’m trying to get as much done as possible without killing myself. Even though I’ve been diligently working out, my body keeps reminding me I’m not a spring chicken.
The stress factor is the significant increase in rent and the expense of moving. I seriously considered moving to Henderson, Nevada because the cost is so much lower than living in Los Angeles. But alas, I’m not into extreme heat and sandstorms. Plus, I’m an LA kind of girl and I’m not leaving California anytime soon.
We’ll both have to step it up a notch and not be so dependent on pensions and Social Security. Mine isn’t impressive anyway because I’ve always been an entrepreneur/freelancer. I enjoy what I do and will never stop working until I’m forced to. Doug’s retired and wants to stay that way.
My tips on moving over 60 are:
- If you haven’t decided on a place to live yet, think about what it may mean for you in the future. Do you really want to haul groceries up 6 flights of stairs? (We looked at a place like that) Look for accessibility and safety. Universal design is a concept that everyone over 60 should think about in either your own home or deciding where to live.
- Give yourself time to pack. Don’t try to do it all at once. There’s no sense having a heart attack from moving if you can avoid it.
- Don’t hold on to unnecessary things especially if you are downsizing. Clutter is easy to trip over and you don’t want to do that at our age.
- Take advantage of your adult children, if they are around to lift and carry boxes. Don’t try to do it yourself. If your kids aren’t available or you don’t have any, borrow someone else’s. Even better, hire professionals to do it if you can afford it.
- Try not to stress out about moving. Think of it as an exciting new adventure. Promise yourself a massage when it’s all over and then make sure to book your appointment. Moving over 60 is hard and your self-care is important. Believe me, your body will thank you.
Wish me luck!
Have you had experience moving over 60? How did you manage it? Please leave a comment below.