Enthusiasm

Oh the joy of home… err rentership?

Yesterday when Kerrie got home as always on her way into the house, hit the garage door button and came into the kitchen. I greeted her with the customary hugs and then all of a sudden, BAM! We heard a loud banging noise coming from the garage. We went into the garage and inspected what happened, something didn’t seem right about the garage door. I looked at it and at first inspection I realized it looked like the cable thingie came out of the holder thingie (really technical huh?). Well being the handy guy I am (yeah, lol), I climbed up on the ladder figuring “oh yeah, I can fix this”. Well upon further inspection before I even got anywhere, I realized the problem. The metal coil spring thingie (again, highly technical terms here) had snapped. So I did my best with Kerrie’s help to release the opener and then raise the garage door. She was able to get her car back out of the garage, but then today we had to call a repair person to come out and fix it. It was apparently a normal routine thing that goes bad over time and needs replacing and of course since we don’t own the home, the homeowner paid for it. 

In the end, it wasn’t a huge deal, but it did give us a reminder that it’s not really our home and we really need to work on doing something about that. Of course something else has to happen before then.  ;-)