I'm in the process of moving into a new house so lots of man jobs this week.
I broke out the power tools (borrowed from my brother) and put up curtain poles, built a sofa bed from IKEA, assembled and mounted a huge NY cityscape print and painted the outhouse floor.
Appliances are coming Friday so got to apply a second coat of floor paint, and plumb the washing machine in from the outside tap to the outhouse (Going to be fun in the winter).
Next Tuesday, all our flatpack furniture is coming, so I'll be spending the week in a sea of cardboard, cellophane, lost screws, swearing, getting high on 'No More Nails' fumes, and 'insert tab A into Slot B', 'That's what she said' references, and more swearing.
Haven't done too badly on injuries, my new set of 10way ladders extracted a chunk of flesh, a bruised moob from who knows where, and just general aches from moving a whole heap of boxes.