Moving day

I have been going non stop for over thirteen hours.  My g/f moved out today.  A friend came over last Saturday to help me switch stuff around.  Because of that, my neck has been pounding, my lower back has been pounding and I've had zero energy all week.
Last night, he came over again to help move her stuff into the moving truck. We carried boxes and furniture downstairs. Things I had no business lifting. But I am the strongest so I had to do it.
Fast forward to today. I drove the truck and it was hell on my back. Three hours is much too long for me to sit. It was a crappy day, foggy, raining.
Thankfully I didn't have to unload the truck. But I did clean a room out and we'll skip the fact I found two dead mice. Poor babies.
Tomorrow I install an electrical line in that room, drive three hours home, another hour taking care of my animals and the fosters, hooking up the antenna to a tv in a different room and finally laying down on the couch to watch Big Brother.
Let's hope I have a shred of energy to do all this.