How to Survive a Move From New York to Florida
Why I Decided to Move to Florida
In the winter of 2003. I decided to make a major move from Long Island, New York to the Southeast coast of Florida. It wasn't a difficult decision since that was one of the worst winters in many years. The record snowfall fell in feet that season along with the near-record low temperatures. My pocketbook was also feeling it since my heat was dependent on oil, and the oil tank was going to be re-filled for the fourth time.
Another deciding factor was the escalating real estate prices. My home had doubled in value, but it took a long 12 years to realize. Even though it took that long for the market to rebound, I, along with many others, started to list their properties in hopes of selling and making a good profit.
It was sold in a few weeks' time, on a rainy Memorial Day weekend open house, as a matter of fact. Many prospective buyers came and a handful made good offers. I accepted one offer for the full price and started to pack up.
Preparation for Move
In New York, as in some other states, real estate transactions are handled by lawyers. It generally takes three months to close. That year was a test for all connected with real estate. Closings were taking a little longer due to more sales. I didn't mind since it gave me more time to find a job. I already had family living in the area that I wanted to move to. I visited there every year, like so many “snowbirds”, and had dreamed of finally moving to my paradise.
Since the school year would be starting in August, a month sooner than New York, I had decided to move ahead of the closing. I had a proxy sign for the closing.
As I was a certified teacher in New York, I was given a temporary teaching certificate in Florida. The county I was moving to was one of the fastest-growing counties so it wasn't hard to find a job. The only con I could see was the pay cut. I would learn later on that things don't always seem as they appear.
Shop for a Rental truck and Load up
I called around and found a national truck rental store that had the size truck I would need. My brother and I picked up the truck and brought it back to load up that day. We woke up before dawn and loaded overnight bags, my 21-year-old cat, her litter box and provisions in a cooler.
The diesel truck would have to be driven on commercial roads only so that meant we would lose some time since the Expressway was out of the way.
After driving into New Jersey and seeing the sunrise, we knew the hardest part of the trip was behind us; or so we thought.
Into the sixth hour and entering Virginia, we discovered the truck's air conditioning had stopped pumping out cold air. It was now in the low 90's in July, so that cab heated up quickly. keeping the old girl ( my cat ) comfortable was a challenge. I poured water into a washcloth and wiped her head often to keep her cool. We stopped often at fast-food restaurants to cool off and continued calling the rental place which didn't answer the phone.
Finally, I got someone at the headquarters and explained the situation. They found a repair shop in the nearby town and authorized us to go there. My brother dropped me and my elderly cat at a motel while he drove into this strange town alone. It was now late afternoon and we were losing precious time.
To make matters worse, the skies opened up and the torrential rains and thunder came crashing down for over an hour. I was scared for my brother, who was out in a strange town, in a large truck, driving in this storm.
Regrets About Moving
“Oh, what have I done?” I thought, watching the heavily flooded roads.
I was having major regrets about this whole move by this time. I put others in jeopardy and should have given more thought about this whole venture. waiting in that motel room, with my geriatric baby, scared that he was in an accident and I had no idea where he was. Two and a half tense hours passed and finally spotted the truck driving into the parking lot of the motel.
My brother had found the shop and they repaired the air conditioning! I didn't care about that, just that he was safe. I was never so glad to see him! After having dinner in the nearby restaurant, we went to our rooms and left early the following day.
On Our Way
The rest of the trip took about 16 hours, and I was so proud of my brother. He had never driven a stick shift diesel truck before, and he drove like a pro! I even joked with him that he could start a new business venture-- driving long distance moving trucks! That went over like a lead balloon!
Driving on Interstate 95 in South Florida is like driving on the Long Island Expressway; it's crowded, other drivers are cutting in and out of lanes and driving way too fast.
We arrived around 8 pm to our other brother's house. Having 4 hours of sleep in two days was a big challenge and also were incredibly hungry that we ate the whole pizza they had waiting for us.
Both of us were totally wiped out by the time we ended this trip. He wound up taking a plane back the next day and I stayed with my other brother for a few months.
Life was going to change forever at that point.
Lessons Learned About Moving
There were many lessons that on that trip.
Some suggestions I would recommend are:
- Make sure you have a working truck before driving long distances.
- Better yet, rent a self-storage unit and let someone else move your stuff.
- Sell off most of your things.
- Put your stuff in storage
- Don't put others in jeopardy for your plans.
- Fly down to your destination first and set up everything.
- Drive down with pets in your own vehicle that has air conditioning
In conclusion, moving long-distance can be done with a lot of thought and foresight. Now that self-storage units are available, I have utilized them twice since that awful move. People move all the time, and it doesn't have to be a nightmare. My next two moves were a lot easier since I learned some valuable lessons on this trip.
Update: Regrets About Moving to Florida
Many people in the cold New York winter will often think about moving to a warmer location such as Florida one day. When that reality comes true and the first summer heatwave arrives, you soon realize that the wonderful warm location does have its pitfall.
First, the pay rate is much lower, along with benefits, or lack of.
I guess the unions are much stronger in the northern states, so is the housing and taxes so you get what you pay for. Living in a cheaper state means you will also receive lower pay.
The real estate market heated up so fast that the insurance and taxes rose as fast and pay did not keep up.
I would advise anyone who moves there to first rent for a while and get used to the area. Buying a home can be costly. I sold my home, moved to Kentucky where everything is cheaper and the stress level is lower.
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© 2009 Stacie L