Last year we sold out on the California living (where I was born and raised and never could have foreseen moving away from), packed up nearly everything we owned and moved across country to the hills of West Virginia to retire on my youngest child's 40 acres.
The stress of packing sucked spoons. I spread it out over almost 2 years because we had the time, and it helped reduce the spoon loss rate. Because we had so much time I was also better able to organize the packing, and wrap all fragiles to prevent losses.
The stress of allowing strangers into my home carved chunks of spoons each and every time, sometimes leaving partial and useless spoons. My only way to mitigate some of this was by staying on the property but out of the way. Which got criticized by an agent, as gently as he could, but in trying to explain myself as an introvert, with a ton of social anxiety, I fell to pieces in front of him, and I hope it made him feel a bit of an asshat. That alone left me with only a few spoons for the remainder of the day.
The actual loading of the moving truck (uhaul), and driving 12-18 hours a day, living in the uhaul, mostly added spoons because it was a great adventure to be going on at age 60! Having to be the navigator through big cities freeway systems took spoons.
Now we have been here for over a year and a ½, and lots has happened. There was never any running
water to this place that someone else lived in since the 1970s, nor did he pay for trash service. We know because it was all piled in the back. Spoon stealers getting all the kinks ironed out. In the middle of it, my husband had a chunk of his back surgically scooped out and left as an open wound to heal correctly sipping at spoons. And I had to get a job off the property to pay the bills. Spoons going both directions but not quite equally to offset each other.
When Christmas came last year I was (and still am) working food court at the largest mall for 100 miles. Wipe tables and seating, sweep and mop, clean up spills... most hate food court duties. It's MY happy place. I approached the holidays last year with gratitude, thanking folks for coming, and thanking them for their compliments (I wore big jingle bells on my shoes to be festive, and everyone loved it!) Cha-ching on the spoon inventory! My gratitude attitude improved my experience and boosted my spoon counts far into the positive, despite plenty of spoon losses for the overcrowded space and the folks living on a bad mood diet!
I think my Gratitude Attitude has made a huge difference in my spoon bank. Sometimes I forget the attitude and stuff creeps in to nibble at my spoons.