or down, as the case may be.
I awoke in the middle of the night thinking that I hadn’t finished the last post. I had started talking about two ways to get from house to street level. Then I admitted having challenges to climbing the stairs. But I never went back and explained the alternative.
I could have walked across the terrace from the dining room toward the craft room, then along the path which crossed our tiny square of lawn to the elevator. If it decides to agree, I could take it down the two stories and enter the garage at the back. With any luck, there would be enough space between the door and the switch so that I could hit the button to open the door. Please note, there is no pedestrian door to the outer world just the double garage door which goes up along a track similar to garage doors everywhere.
As long as there is no car parked right in front of the door, this works fine. If there is, the door bangs into the side of the car. If that car belongs to the Eldest, well let me just say that she doesn’t appreciate getting mongo scratches in her car paint. Since her car neatly fits completely onto the garage apron when parked perpendicular to the garage door, this is the occasional possibility.
From the street, the issue is the reverse. As long as no one is parked in front of the garage, it is possible to open the door. However, it doesn’t open without a bit of manual effort. I am trying to protect my back. Automatic opener? There might have been one once, but I haven’t seen it in over 8 years. Don’t need it from the inside (hit the button) and from the outside – well I had teenagers around for years which really took care of the problem.
As I headed back up last night I decided that hiking up was good for fitness, faster than dealing with garage and elevator, and besides – I can see going up!