It's a little different for everyone, that's for sure.
A friend who just bought (and moved into) his first home lost 6lbs in the last two weeks due to stress, and extra exercise in the form of moving and climbing (I have finally dragged him out often enough that he's bought his own shoes!). Great. I wish I could be that lucky.
I'm not up, thank goodness, though it's not for lack of trying. the last half of last week I was stress-eating like no tomorrow, and my stress keeps building. Now I have other (female) reasons for being hungry and achy, AND I'm seriously stressing over the move. Mostly because suddenly a couple of friends from out of town are coming to visit this weekend... and I'd like to be able to see them. So... I need to be finished packing by Friday. Preferably, Thursday evening, as Friday is my birthday and I'd like to enjoy it (read: sleep in and climb before birthday dinner shenanigans).
My heart is speeding up just contemplating the massive undertaking.
I've decided that every day this week I'll undertake a guided meditation through www.calm.com
to try to retain my composure. I'm also not skipping my pre-organised activities (except Wednesday foosball, unless I'm out of boxes, at which point, I'll go).
Anyone hear the speed at which I'm typing? Yeah: I'm stressed.
I keep telling myself to breathe: it's not that big a deal. It's just a move. But I want to be completely ready. I want to go go go! I want everything to go off perfectly. It's been 3 years since my last move (a record!), and I want this one to be as simple as possible. Usually I have a month's overlap time to move in. I don't have that.
So how am I dealing with the stress? My hands are frozen, my heart races, and I pack. Every box I can find, every bin in existence. I shall pack and prepare, and if I have to wear the same outfit every day this week, by golly, I will!
Breathe in, breathe out.