I would be remiss if I failed to write a postscript to my previous article about moving our home from a two-story abode to a one-story bungalow. Especially the most difficult part of it, which I could not have imagined would be so aggravating.
Of course, it was nearly impossible to find space in the new house to stuff all the artwork, silverware, crystal, knickknacks, towels, etc. accumulated over the nearly 20 years we enjoyed a home far too large compared to our realistic needs. That resulted in an estate sale that eliminated some of our belongings but left behind larger pieces, such as furniture, tables, desks and like items.
But, unknown to us, one of the most exhausting and infuriating aspects of moving was changing our address for social security, pensions, investments, clubs, insurance, financial institutions, leases, professionals, businesses, voter registration, car registration, car license, cable channel, vendors, and credit card companies, especially the latter.
We both spent hours of our time with the credit card challenge. The first obstacle was understanding and trying to get the operator at the other end of the line to understand, what we wanted to do. The first disappointment was that you had to be the primary name on the card. I could not change the address on a card where my wife was the primary cardholder and vice versa. Then you were asked the same questions over and over as you were passed from one operator to another. The challenge became almost impossible when, just as you felt you were coming to the end of the process, you were told that the new address is not in the system because your new home is new construction and you needed to follow a different course of action. Or, that the telephone number on file for a landline secured years ago was different than your current mobile number. Of course, this was after being in conversation with the credit card company for over an hour and you were now facing a new department whose main purpose was to identify you as someone trying to do something illegal.
Neither one of us is in the employ of a postal service such as UPS or FedEx, but we have come to appreciate how having a mailbox at one of these businesses is well worth having to drive a short distance a couple of times a week to retrieve your mail to avoid the hours, and days, of trying to change your address the next time you decide to move your home. In our case, that alone might cause us to avoid that pothole and stay where we are.