Of all my favourite ways to wake up in the morning... let's just say that being called out by my inner paranoid on a full-scale security alert because the garage door just opened itself isn't one of them. It really did happen; this house has an electric opener, which is relatively loud in the upstairs bedrooms and pretty unmistakeable. I remember glancing at the clock as I threw on my dressing gown, seeing it was 4:04 and thinking something suitably inscrutable. As it happens, that was appropriate status code as I got to the garage just in time for the door to finish closing itself.
Whisky. Tango. Foxtrot?
My best guess is that the opening control on the wall is dodgy; I already knew it was half dodgy as the plastic button (which actuates a microswitch) was half-jammed. (This is as opposed to the remote, which we know is dodgy, but in a different way - the battery spring is loose.) I popped the plastic button off the switch trivially (not a good sign!) and replaced it, and it's definitely sitting differently in the surround. Why it chose that particular moment to activate remains a mystery, but I switched off the opener at the mains and will leave it that way for a few days.
No, I didn't get back to sleep, why do you ask?
Whisky. Tango. Foxtrot?
My best guess is that the opening control on the wall is dodgy; I already knew it was half dodgy as the plastic button (which actuates a microswitch) was half-jammed. (This is as opposed to the remote, which we know is dodgy, but in a different way - the battery spring is loose.) I popped the plastic button off the switch trivially (not a good sign!) and replaced it, and it's definitely sitting differently in the surround. Why it chose that particular moment to activate remains a mystery, but I switched off the opener at the mains and will leave it that way for a few days.
No, I didn't get back to sleep, why do you ask?
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