Re: BMR Lite
Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2017 4:12 pm
Worked late yesterday because I'm taking a little time off this afternoon and again next week. So I skipped my workout and headed home. I wondered aloud what I was going to do this evening. Never do that, ever. Got home and noticed something screwy with Mrs. T's garage door cables. (We each have a single car door into our garage. I've got old style springs that stretch along the door rail away from the opening, not the coiled kind that is stationary mounted to the header above the door. One gave up the ghost. Luckily, unlike last time, it didn't tear up the mounts, the rail and some drywall when it exploded. I went in to change into work clothes and check on the computer to see if Home Depot still carried them. Couldn't find the computer, Mrs. T had taken it to work. Fired up The Kid's old MacBook, and had a horrendous time getting anything to come up. By the time I got the broken spring off to take with me, it had started blizzard snowing and bending over I ripped my jeans from the beltline in the back all the way down my butt. I didn't feel like going inside, taking off my boots and changing jeans, so I grabbed my coveralls out of my plow bag and threw them on.
Skidded over to Home Depot and wandered around until I found the springs, it took a long time. Finally, there was an employee who could have helped me find them in the first place. I'm on my knees, (sweating because I'm in my insulated coveralls) trying to figure out which weight range spring I need. Employee looks over my shoulder, says, "Yeah, that's tricky," and walks away...
Buy a pair, make it home and start the replacement. I've got a heater going so even though it's snowing and 22F outside, I'm good. However, to finish the install the door has to be up so the springs aren't under tension. It gets cold. Get it done, put everything away, and sweep the snow off all the walks and porches before heading in to get my coveralls off. I get those back in the plow bag and start warming up, Mrs. T asks if I was able to do anything with it. I say it's fixed. She says, I was thinking we could have gone out to (our favorite local watering hole) to celebrate our last night before The Kid comes home for break, but it's much too late now....I whimper in agreement as I throw away a pair of my favorite jeans.
Gee I wonder what I'm going to do tonight......D'Oh!
Skidded over to Home Depot and wandered around until I found the springs, it took a long time. Finally, there was an employee who could have helped me find them in the first place. I'm on my knees, (sweating because I'm in my insulated coveralls) trying to figure out which weight range spring I need. Employee looks over my shoulder, says, "Yeah, that's tricky," and walks away...
Buy a pair, make it home and start the replacement. I've got a heater going so even though it's snowing and 22F outside, I'm good. However, to finish the install the door has to be up so the springs aren't under tension. It gets cold. Get it done, put everything away, and sweep the snow off all the walks and porches before heading in to get my coveralls off. I get those back in the plow bag and start warming up, Mrs. T asks if I was able to do anything with it. I say it's fixed. She says, I was thinking we could have gone out to (our favorite local watering hole) to celebrate our last night before The Kid comes home for break, but it's much too late now....I whimper in agreement as I throw away a pair of my favorite jeans.
Gee I wonder what I'm going to do tonight......D'Oh!