I
had a run in with my garage door opener on Friday. It wasn't pretty.
When I was ready to go to work, the door didn't open. Stuck, I
decided to take leave for the day and do other stuff. Several hours
later, I got that incredibly jittery feeling of being trapped. Not
literally, but not being able to just get in the car and go
somewhere, makes me feel that way.
So
there I was trying to figure out how to do this. Of course, I knew
what to do, but the problem was getting it done. Disengaging the
motor drive was a challenge (because I refuse to get on a ladder) but
I finally managed to stretch at just the right angle to reach it.
Here
comes the not so pretty part. I had to lift the wooden door by hand.
Given the angle and space, I had to work with, I was glad I was alone
in that garage. I managed to lift it just enough so I could go
outside (via Francois' garage door), stick my fingers underneath and
then haul that load up.
The
door is still damn heavy, but I was sure grateful for all those
weights my personal trainer had me lifting these past eight months.
Door
open I had now to try and get it closed again; otherwise I couldn't
leave. Back to the same problem, the car was now outside, but the
door now had to be closed again. But luckily the empty space was
sufficient to get the door in the right position. I tried again to
engage the motor drive, and thank goodness it locked the gear and
closed by itself.
If
any of my neighbours saw my efforts, they would probably have been
laughing their butts off or popped over in a second to come and help.
Since I managed, I went off to refuel the car and get a few things
for home.
And
the new book, Take Your Journal to the Next Level, is making good
progress too. According to my project plan, the first draft is now
64% complete.
Something
that makes me motivated to keep going, that's for sure.
Until
next time!
💜 Linzé
PS: There are more book features coming soon!