Thanks for the good wishes, Andrew, but that's already a forlorn hope, both literally (my back is (figuratively) killing me) and figuratively.

I'd imagine moving cross country would be a large task to overcome.

I helped my brother move this past weekend. Piled everything from his old house into U-huals largest truck. Drove 15 minutes down the road to his new house and pulled everything out again in one day. On the way home I stopped and got a fresh tube of ben gay before the hurt even thought about setting in. The rest was nothing a few six packs of beer couldn't handle.