The tank move in 2010 was an epic failure. I thought it would work out. I tore down my tanks and moved every worldly possession. I planned on holding my fish and as many coral colonies in a 40 Breeder, with everything else in Brute cans.
Moving was exhausting. It seemed like mission impossible. I got the fish and corals moved, then had to go back to work the next day. I got a call about a funky smell. It was the kiss of death. I needed fresh salt water and didn’t have any. I called local fish stores and fellow hobbyists. Nobody had any. A friend took some corals and tried to save them in his sump, but it was too late.
It was a devastating loss, most of my fish and almost all corals.
When it happens you just feel defeated and let go. It would be a few months before I was ready to start again.