My husband got me a garage door opener for Christmas several years ago. I have Rheumatoid Arthritis and Muscular Sclerosis and was really struggling with the door, but I did not complain about it. He tried to make sure the door was opened and closed when I needed it. After waiting two years, I re-gifted it to him. This only got him to laugh and re-promise to install it. I gave him a few months, then hired a handy man to get the chore done. I think he was relieved and had the handyman do several other chores he had been putting off. The nice thing is nobody got mad and I can now press a button to get the car in and out of the garage.
Mary
