Can He Fix It?

Of course he can! Yesterday afternoon the kids piled into the van for a Target trip so Seth could purchase the Bionicle he's been saving up for. Unfortunately our plans changed when the garage door wouldn't open. Our van was trapped in the garage and Seth was extremely disappointed! When Chris got home from work he checked it out and quickly saw that a major part had snapped. It couldn't even be opened manually as we've done in the past (maybe by Superman or the Incredible Hulk, but Chris can't bench press 1500 pounds). We didn't want to call a repair service after hours, but we needed to get the van out of the garage so I could use it today.

So what did Chris do? He grabbed his tools and disassembled the garage door from the inside out, taking it apart panel by panel. Even the five individual panels were heavy and very awkward, but bit by bit it came down. I'm sure our neighbors and all the people walking and driving by were wondering what in the world we were doing (picture the bottom half of a garage door on, and the top half missing). But once the garage door was off, we freed the van from the garage, and then Chris got to work putting the garage door back on, piece by piece, so that we'd have a door on our garage for safety, privacy, and to prevent any nasty notices from our HOA. Back up went the garage door, panel by panel, until it was back together. So if Chris ever wants to switch professions, I guess he has a new skill to put on his resume. I'm so grateful for my handy man when we get to experience some of these joys of homeownership! Now about that dishwasher . . . .