That title? It's a complete and utter lie, because no matter how lovely and helpful your movers are- and oh god, splurging to hire movers to load and unload the moving truck was the best decision I've ever made in my life- you're still stuck with an apartment that looks like this once those helpful people leave.
But then six days later, once you've fully freaked out over the fact that your new kitchen has no drawers at all and the entire thing is seven formica tiles wide by six formica tiles deep, including the entryway- and oh I am not kidding about that, look-
-and your new bedroom will fit either a full-sized mattress and a tiny dresser OR a queen-sized bed, but absolutely nothing else, and the bathroom is too small to open the door fully, and the only closet is a coat closet and where oh where will your shoes live?- you realize that hey, that built-in glass bookshelf in the living room might just be the solution.
And then you will calm down a bit, and sit on the bench in front of the window, and silently thank your neighbor with an unsecured wifi network, and you will think that despite being unemployed and overwhelmed, things might be ok.