No one ever wakes up in the morning thinking, you know what I'll do today? I'll sit scrunched up on the floor of a rental truck balancing a $10,000 painting by an important 19th century artist on my knees and hope we don't crash or get arrested. Or, at least, I don't; maybe you do. But if you perhaps had been considering it, let me advise you: DO NOT.
Some days, I have the strangest job.
Back to work.