When we first moved in, I bought a new garage door opener from Sears because the previous owner forgot to leave the openers. This sat in the box for the last 4 years.
About a year ago, I finally tried to fit our Jeep into the garage, unsuccessfully. The door would not open enough, and the top of the Jeep was a bit too tall for the dug-out space. So all motivation to get the garage car-ready was gone.
Until, Car Time
Now that it is my car, I got all motivated. This combined with the fact that Veronica's parent's were back up to visit for a week meant I would have some additional labor available. I asked my father in law to make it car-ready. He and Norah did a great job. The first night we were able to get the car in, but needed to revamp the shelving to fit everything. We considered a shed, but can fit everything, so no need.
Today we finished the garage door opener installation, and as of today have a fully functional garage, and my car gets to be "garage kept!"
I feel a little bad about never fitting the Jeep in. Even if it didn't fit, having the ability to open the garage from outside would have been nice for Veronica. I should have installed the opener. It took selfish motives for me to act, but at least it is done, right? Paul in Phillipians said what does it matter? The important thing is that in every way, whether from false motives or true, the work was done. Same goes for here; at least that's what I'm telling myself.