I got home today to find my garage door opener defunct. It sounds like the transmission has gone out. Heavy grinding noises from the part that drives the door. Little wheel not spinning. Dammit!
As it turns out, our local Sears store has them in stock and Milady is on her way to pick up a new one as I type this. I'm not crazy about the idea of installing a new garage door opener, and it really is subject to claim as to whether I'll have the time to tinker with it this afternoon, as I have to leave in an hour to go observe a soccer game at the high school, but the new one will be on my workbench when I get home tonight.
That old opener has been hanging from the garage ceiling since we bought the place and I'm sure it's the original one that was installed when the house was built in 2000. It's ten years old and has been giving us a few problems. Hopefully, we're about to solve all the problems.
**UPDATE** Elder son, who is an industrial maintenance mechanic had it up and running in just about an hour. The skill set in this family is incredible.