Now that the ball is rolling, I can honestly say that I'm only anxious about moving in two ways. I suppose for as much as I've done it in the last four years, it almost feels somewhat routine.
The first issue is that I'm not looking forward to being split from Diana and Simon for an extended part of time. And part of that comes from the fact that I don't know when my shit is going to be on a truck. That's basically what it comes down to. It will be a couple of days from the time our house is packed up to the time the truck arrives in Orlando. This is made annoying by the fact that even getting quotes for the move is a huge pain in the ass. North American Van Lines got me a quote, on site, within two days. Everyone else has sucked (I contacted five companies). Some didn't respond, some are dragging their feet. The bottom line is that we'll be split for at least a week, maybe two or more, and that sucks.
Less anxious is the issue of where we're living. There are a ton of rental places available, even in the area we think we want to be long term. I just want to get that nailed down, but I can't really do that until I get there. Obviously I want to see the place first!
Fortunately, there are so many things that I look forward to, and that helps overshadow the anxiety. Being in the neighborhood of the theme parks, knowing it won't really get "cold," and knowing I don't have to pay state income tax, all help mitigate the anxiety.
I still can't believe we committed to this so fast, but it still seems like a pretty natural decision.