On Sunday, Grandpa Egg came for a visit. Our garage door has been in need of repair/replacement since we bought the house FIVE years ago and finally last winter, the door started pulling off the hinges, so it was time to do something about it. Commence with the biggest fiasco EVER! It started out fine...disconnected everything, took old doors off, put new doors on and then...started reconnecting and assembling and that is where all hell broke loose. The new doors were light weight aluminum where the old doors were very heavy wood/particle board that were builder grade so the equipment that was there was not assembled correctly and it wasn't the right stuff for the new doors. Long story short, dad and Jim spent ALL day Sunday and half of Monday and got it to function until it came off the chain on Tuesday and we gave in and had a garage door repairman come and fix it yesterday. It ended up costing twice what we thought and we wish we'd just had it professionally installed from the beginning, but I honestly didn't think it would cause this much of a problem. Anyway, the proper parts are installed and it works, so hopefully it continues to do so since Jim is traveling! Let's just say dad and Jim almost killed themselves Sunday night when the door came off the track and Jim sweat out EIGHT pounds of sweat between the two days. Yikes! It was nice to see dad and spend a little time with him. I'm just sad he spent the whole time out in the garage (wait, reminds me of my childhood!). Here are some pictures, but I don't have a final one yet.
|Old one down, new one going up|
|Almost done? Nope!|