After running some errands yesterday, I pulled my car into the garage and hit the button to close the garage as I walked inside and shut the door. 5 seconds later, I was hearing the sounds of metal bending and went to see what it was…
|The left side of the garage was totally hanging
outside of the frame.
At first, I couldn’t get it to stop trying to go down. I thought the whole thing was going to fall on my car. Once I got that situation under control, I went across the street to Lance’s house to see if he was there. I knocked and rang the doorbell. I got no answer. I sat on his porch and cried for a bit. Seriously??? What else could go wrong?
After I kinda got myself together, I called Wade and started crying again. I sent him a few pics and he had someone come out. At first, the guy was like, “I don’t know if I’m going to be able to fix that. You have insurance on your car, right?”
Thankfully, he was able to fix it and it was only $145.
I woke up this morning and made a decision that today is going to be better. It’s a beautiful day and I’ve got plenty to be thankful for. I’ve already overcome my kryptonite for the day (grocery shopping) and am looking forward to a really peaceful weekend.