One of the physicians in my building has retired, and is closing his practice. Movers will be here at 8 a.m. to begin carting furniture, files, and a few metric boatloads of stuff to a storage facility. I'll have to supervise for the first hour or so, until his people show up.
But I don't have to lift anything. At least, I hope not.
After that, just the usual end o' the week things.
I'd stop doing this, except we have a powerful need to eat every once in awhile.