There is one bright spot on the horizon, in that we are going to a cocktail party at a friend's house tomorrow evening. It should be good fun; I hope we'll be able to figure out a sensible public-transport way to get there, though, otherwise one of us will be drinking very uninteresting cocktails. So it goes.
Let's also hope that no more bits of house decide they wish to rearrange themselves overnight. At least we now have cleaners booked to come and blitz the place the day before we move...