My husband and my dad worked about three hours or so on our garage door, fixing a broken cable. Now we can open and close the door, though closing it is not as easy as opening it. And for some reason, it won’t close by using the button inside our car.

So it looks like we’ll be calling a local garage door company after our cabin trip next week.

I almost started feeling a little bad seeing how much my husband was working his fool butt off in the garage with my dad. I offered to help – put on my grubby clothes – but…come on! These are GUYS we’re talking about! My only “job” was to entertain my mom (we watched Fosse/Verdon on demand) – and to bring them various things they needed for their tasks. So essentially, I was “on call.” I didn’t get to watch Fosse/Verdon uninterrupted, but so far, it looks pretty good! I think this will probably garner Emmy nods for both Sam Rockwell and Michelle Williams. Hell…if Michelle can’t get an Oscar after so many nominations, maybe she’ll get an Emmy!

So just when I was feeling a bit bad about how hard my poor husband was working…I remembered how hard I worked in my “cleaning frenzy” this morning before my folks came over! Slaughtering dust bunnies is SO exhausting! But once they go rabid, euthanasia is the only option!

With marriage, sometimes it all balances out! Now if we could only get our garage door to properly balance (call Crawford Door next week).