preparing for the commute

We've packed everything that's excess here in New York, for storage, and everything that's basic for while we or my mother stay in Florida. Bill's taking it down October 23 by car - I've seen his magic balancing act, boxes stacked on the roof of the car, as we rehearsed the feel of driving that wayj. He'll also remove the back seat of the car, and stuff boxes in there and in the trunk, and he got a bike rack to which he'll mount and chain our bikes. All this moving before we actually move will save us money when we have to hire a mover later on, and anyway, we have to leave our furniture and winter clothes, because I'll continue working all winter while we try to sell the New York apartment.
I know I need to at least try to network and make friends before I make the big move. I'm flying down on the 26th, the first commuter flight - I'm returning to NYC every Thursday morning on the 6am flight and taking the express bus into the city to the office, and every Thursday night, I'll head back to Florida. This routine only lasts through the beginning of December, when Bill and I fly back to NY together. Then mom goes to Florida to stay till the end of March. By then, hopefully, the apartment here will be sold and we'll move down south. I gotta tell you. I don't have such a great feeling about this. I really hope that the time I'm spending with Bill during my commute (basically all of November) results in some satisfying social connections because decorating will only occupy me for a limited time....
I'm not sure why this feels so difficult for me. Drew's already across the country, and it will be awfully hard having a close relationship with him and with Kai regardless of where I live. I only see Ben about every month even though he's not far from me, but it feels okay to see him a little less and call/e-mail a little more instead - I guess I just like him and don't have too many issues about spending time with him, at least not right now. Leah and I have always been close, and talk at least once a week. I like Colin, and he seems finally to be reasonably comfortable around me. They live less than 3 hours from here, and she's pregnant - In this case, I will be sacrificing time that I could spend with her, and developing a relationship with her child-to-be. But I recognize that it's pretty ordinary for people to retire and move away - I just wish I could be more at ease, let go of what's gone before, try to maintain contact with old friends, and so on. Right now, it feels so painful.