An update on the garage door, after determining the danger of trying to fix it himself, Christopher (good man that he is) called the garage door repair people. They said they’d send a couple guys to do it, given the very heavy weight of the old door.
Well, only one guy showed up, but upon first glance he seemed to be as good as two men. He would have had to duck to get in our doorway. He was enormous. He even had the face of a brute. Honestly he was at least 6′ 8″. His name was Brock. And he called Christopher “Boss”. Truly he was larger than life.
He single handedly lifted the broken garage door and did all the necessary repairs and a quick $250 later we were able to access our storage area and our full freezer. Chicken Yakisoba was made with no troubles, thank goodness!