The move is done.
It was hard. I think I strained my ankle. I'm going to be out of spoons (yay fibro!) for the next few days, at least. My hands are so sore and stiff I couldn't make a fist even if I wanted to.
But it's done.
I have a working dishwasher now.
I get two weeks alone before the roommate arrives (I haven't 'lived alone' since 2007, so even two weeks is novel).
And I wrapped up the evening sitting around eating pizza and bullshitting with my fellow Ingress players who helped me out. That made up for everything else. I'm really bad at being able to tell if people actually like me or are just being nice. I figure if you volunteer to help someone move, you like them.