Well, guess what.
We got home last night, pulled into the garage (our gigantic garage that can fit three cars if you put one cross-wise at the back), but the garage door down and heard an AWFUL crashing sound!
The spring that works the garage door opener broke in three places.
Steve and I had to disconnect it from the mechanism and haul that door up by hand. And let me tell you, it was HEAVY complete dead weight. It wouldn't stay up either, so while Steve held the door up, I backed his truck back out (so he could go to work this morning).
This is a huge garage door, too...not some little thing...and it is meant to have a garage door opener. I used to could open it myself in a pinch while disconnected from the opener, but apparently the springs that broke are what helped me do it.
Sigh.
If it's not one thing, it's another. Looks like the forces of darkness are trying to crowd in on you and Steve as you make the run up to the end of his Master's work. I'll keep you both in my prayers.