Two weeks ago, Rachel cleaned out the garage in a single day. (No doubt her work was much easier after I also cleaned out the garage in a single day, previously. I leave it to the reader to divine why two such cleanings should be necessary.)
Unfortunately, a rake handle or some such ended the day leaning into the track of the garage door, and luck was not with us when we closed it. The strut the door's wheel was on caught, and bent furiously.
We've since had it fixed. I kind of miss our crooked door. It had character.
(Also: Rachel found the box with my passport! Huzzah!)
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