After signing a huge stack of pages (every single page...), getting a check for the largest amount of money I've ever handled, and turning it all in, we have a house (and a hefty debt to repay).
Not only that, but arranging for our move was—dare I say—trivial. I expected major waits, estimates, and last-minute hijinks, but it turns out that the company that arranged our move from Canada can move us across town for a flat hourly rate. Given that neither M nor I are capable of getting our refrigerator downstairs, and that moving the dozen or so boxes of books is equally out of our league, paying someone else to do it is clearly the way to go.
