That picture is not the garage door mid-opening. Nope, that's the garage door stuck. So, as I freaked out, asking God why he was doing this to me, I decided that I would get that garage door open whether I had to push it up myself or not. Luckily, before I had to do that, and before I ran back inside to wake Jeff's a$$ up, I hit the button another time and the garage door raised as it was supposed to.
I was able to make it to my first day of school, and early at that. The day was just wonderful. The kids, cute as can be. I'm sure it is annoying for someone to love their job, but today, I'm going to be annoying. I feel as though all is right in the world, and I am back to where I am supposed to be. Well, everything is almost right in the world. The garage door is now officially broken.
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