The hardest part was the piano. In case you ever need this information, I can now verify that it is possible to move an upright piano by yourself without equipment, but I wouldn't recommend it. It's an inch at a time, like tectonic plates shifting (all while yelling at the people with medi-ports and crippling arthritis and what-have-you to STOP TRYING TO HELP, IT'S ALL FUN AND GAMES UNTIL EMERGENCY SURGERY).
My limbs are now noodles.
In news more relevant to people who do not live in Casa Red, I posted a porn battle type dealio in sparktober this morning! I've been wanting time to go play with the cool prompts all day and haven't gotten to yet (because paint/piano/yelling), so, tomorrow*! Come play!
(And then, camp nano begins! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING. So I will probably try again to make Mars happen, because I still have feelings about those characters and how they should have space sex.)
*no whammies, no whammies, no whammies.