Yes, family guilt trips. I agree.
And yes, I *am* good at moving furniture. I've had so much damn practice at it, I ought to be good at it!
Three and a half hours. That's how long it took to rearrange 2.5 rooms. Ack!
And mum's friend (who helped) is a lunatic. We were moving this big wooden cabinet thing next to another wooden cabinet thing, and I was on the end where they meet. I almost got squished, headwise! And he thought it was funny! Gah!
Yes, Funners, I escaped death today. Now'd be a good time to rub my head and buy a lottery ticket.