Thanksgiving Day Repairs

Thanks to the virulent stomach virus running through our household--we've apparently infected almost everyone with whom we've had contact, too--we postponed Thanksgiving dinner until Saturday. Everyone in our house has had a touchy stomach the last few days. I was feeling a bit better today and decided that Gareth and I should have our first father and son repair session. The garage door needed a new gear, the weather was warm, and Gareth had the afternoon free. So, I climbed the ladder to make a preliminary inspection.

Yep, the door still needed a new gear. I'm not all that great with tools and after a few attempts at removing a rather tricky nut, I turned over the task to Gareth.

Brandishing his trusty rachet wrench, he made quick work of that pesky nut.

How does he make it look so damn simple?

And he left me to tighten things up when finished. He retired for a snack and a nap; I stayed in the cold garage and cleaned up his mess. Figures.