There is something about a big move that makes you sit back and say "never again will I acquire tangible property." Your joints are sore, your strength is sapped, but at the end of the day it gets done. Then you go back to acquiring more stuff.
Fortunately my move was assisted by a team of solid buddies who gave up their sunny Saturday morning to help load a bunch of stuff and store it, a process that went quickly (over in under 3 hours) due to the many sets of hands and strategic use of dolleys. This despite the building's inability to have a working loading dock gate! But by lunchtime there was pizza and beer, and after a long drive into the city (due to traffic shenanigans, thank you Northern Virginia for being a clogged network of roads!) it was behind me (except for final cleanup this evening). That night we did some rooftop celebrating for our friend Justinian's birthday, and by the wee hours I was down for the count. An exhausting weekend to say the least!