Having filled it with fresh water and treated it for chlorine I have to let it sit and cycle for a while before putting the fish back in. I'm sure chebutykin will have choice words for me since I'm cutting corners, but sometimes that's just how it goes.
The only casualty of the move thus far is my back from picking up the tank badly (it still had a gallon or two of water in it, plus allt eh aquarium gravel) and my right shoulder. Oddly my shoulder only got hurt when I had to force the tank stand up so I could shim the left side and make it level.
Now that it is humming away and purging toxins I believe I shall embark on the next set of chores -- I need to find cables for my new receiver (an Onkyo TX-SR601 DTS 6.1 Surround decoder with dual-zone capabilities) and some face plates for the walls in the Blue room of Death. White outlet faceplates would just look... wrong.
Ain't that America?