We were just headed out to take Tilly to the park when the garage door didn't close properly. Vic took Tilly in the van, and I thought I'd fixed the door, then I walked to the park and helped tire Tilly out.
When we got home, the door opened and closed OK, so I figured it was fine. I was just heading out to the airport in the Bolt when it decided to get even worse, so it was all skewed and jammed. We fought with it for a bit, then pulled the van out too and got it to the point where it would close properly and I figured I'd get a professional in - the last thing I want to do is screw it up completely.
We went and got a hot chocolate and briefly wandered around the farmer's market just as it was closing down, then went home. I called a professional about the door, and they said they could be there in two hours. Result!
Eli arrived, and we ended up tightening up the spring, but he thinks we really need to look at replacing the door(s), as the hinges and rollers are wearing out. He did give me some tips about replacing stuff, because I think he realises that I'm the sort of dumbass who'll do it myself :o)
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