It's My Move

I used to look forward to all the spring chores. Like planting and cleaning up the yard. But now, it’s getting to be too much.

I’m really thinking about a move. The house has become too much, and I’m feeling disconnected from friends and neighbors. I like the idea of a condo, but there’s still a lot of responsibility.

I love my house. But somewhere between the unused rooms, the endless upkeep and the quiet that's crept in, I've started to wonder if it still loves me back.

I may be getting up there, but I'm not ready to slow down — I still want to have fun, celebrate life, and try new hobbies. My social calendar's gotten quiet and my routine's gotten old, so I'm looking for a community that isn't just more comfortable, it's more exciting.

I’m excited to move into my new place, but I am NOT looking forward to all the work it’ll take. I’m already feeling overwhelmed by the real estate, financial, and logistical decisions ahead.