That was maybe the worst day of the past ten years for me? (Not counting nation-dooming events.) If not for the generosity of friends, I would not be moved right now and would have to cancel our trip to the family celebration of my brother-in-law’s wedding. I can’t count how many things went wrong in a really vicious way. It did feel good that people can help you, though! And the guy stayed happy about the move and didn’t notice the misery.
There are still after-effects to deal with, but it feels like it’s over?