It's not so simple for us humans, but everything was transported from one flat to the other safely and sensibly, with moderate blood, sweat and tears but no losses or breakages.
It's not quite Home yet. I still face living out of boxes and bags until I can get myself organised and acquire a few new pieces of furniture, but that's more a constant low-level depressant than an acute stressor and some of it will even be quite fun to deal with. It will all get better from here (as I seem to have been saying to myself at various points for about a year and a half).
Thanks for all the moral support. Today is moving day for megadog - I hope it's all going smoothly!