Back in the condo, there was no “upstairs,” nor was there a basement.
It’s been a surprising adjustment!
At first, I would go to near-extraordinary lengths to not take extra trips up or down a staircase. The goal was to make stairs less annoying, but the effect was the opposite. I think there was just such a mental load involved with maximizing every trip up or down that a very simple thing became overwhelming.
So I stopped trying to be efficient, and furthermore embraced the exercise, and it’s been fantastic.
Another problem is cleaning. I just don’t seem to get to the upstairs. Or the basement. But here we are at the beginning of Spring, and it’s time to seriously clean. I might as well embrace all of it, including a good many trips up and down stairs with donations, recycling, the vacuum, seasonal laundry, and so on.