Twelve hours of moving on Saturday wasn't fun. Twelve hours of moving on Saturday with friends was pretty great. I don't know what I would have done without them. They are truly, truly champions. My new place is great, and I'm all moved in and my stuff is unpacked. I've just got buying things to do now, and that's a different kind of unfun. Getting new things is a pretty good way to counteract the spending of the money, and shopping is kinda neat as well.
Seriously about those friends though. I can't express how appreciative I am of them, even if one became crippled, one carried all the hardest loads (pillows), and the other threw me into the maw of a black widow's nest.