Yes, we spent five years altogether in the Montreal area, moving like gypsies from Pointe Claire to DDO to Pierrefonds, back to Pointe Claire. And three of those moves were on July 1. The other one was during an ice storm in February and my husband sprained his ankle while loading our car on the icy street so I had to do more than planned, while wrangling twin pre-schoolers and a new baby (born in PC). Then made one last survey of the empty apartment -- and discovered the linen closet was still jammed full, the contents having been forgotten somehow. I had even the little kids dragging a garbage bag of pillow cases and placemats each into the elevator while I was pushing the stroller with the baby in the process of being smothered under bags of towels. A kind neighbour followed with a wonky grocery cart full of sheets and blankets, with our cat perched on top in his carrier, yelling his head off indignantly.
The July 1 moves were a picnic by comparison.