Stage #1: Delight
You found a house/apartment/yurt/whatever and it is so cute/big/cheap/whatever. Yay for the universe that has brought you to this house.
Stage #2: Fervent Hope
Will you get the place? Will they pick your application (or will you get that mortgage approval). Please universe let this work out!
Stage #3: Reality Sets In
Yes, the place is yours! Woo hoo! But, wait. All of your stuff is in another place. A place that is not this new place. A place that is some distance away. How will you get your stuff there? You don’t want to live without your stuff.
Oh yeah. Moving. There is always a catch
Stage #4: Dismay
So many boxes. So much stuff. So much lifting. So much dust and, gasp!, mouse droppings under recently moved furniture.
Also, your back? Not what it used to be.
Stage #5: Anger
F**king boxes. Damn stairs. Whose dumb idea was this?
Stage #6: Grave concern
Where is all of this stuff going to go? Why does new place look so small all the sudden? Where am I going to put all my shoes?
Stage #7: Wistfulness
Aw, old place wasn’t so bad. Lots of sentimental things happened there (like your kid learning to crawl, walk and talk there, hypothetically). Sure the mice were a problem and you were in a town with no bookstores, but still. I love you old place. *Sniff*
Stage #8: Where is my toothbrush?
Your new place is not like your old place. You’ve unpacked but now you can’t find anything. Also, does anyone know what your address is? You don’t
Stage #9: The Joy of Discovery
Hey, look! A cool store! A bagel shop and a coffee shop in walking distance. A kick ass park 5 minutes away. This is great!
Stage #10: This is Home
Settled, comfortable, making new memories.
I’m a little of stage 4 and a little of stage 7, in case you were wondering.