Uh oh...

After a hellish hour-long drive to work, I just have time to put down my bags when the phone rings.

"Alberta Fencing Association, Vanessa speaking."

"Hi honey!"

"Hey! What's up?"

"Did you have trouble with the garage door this morning?"

"Yes... Why?"

"Well, it won't open."

"What?"

"It won't open."

"But I had trouble getting it closed."

"Well, now it won't open."

Add that to the water leaking from the washing machine (probably just a seal, but still), and I am frustrated with mechanical objects. Mike managed to manually open and close the door, and I have a call in to a local company that has emergency door service. Probably means a new opener. *sigh* Stay tuned...