For a few days there was a grinding sound whenever the door started moving. Now the motor spins freely and the door stays exactly where it is.
The chain hangs in a loop under the rail and slaps against it on every cycle. It used to sit snug.
The door used to glide up with a soft hum. Now there is a sharp clack every second or so, and if you stand underneath you can see the belt sagging below the rail and slapping it on the way up.
You want the ceiling back. A storage loft, a vehicle lift or kayak racks would fit if the long rail and motor box were not hanging in the middle of the garage, and the low ceiling of an older house leaves little room for the standard rail anyway.
Since shelving went up along the garage wall, the door will not close and both sensor lights are dead. A screw or staple may have gone through the thin wire that runs from the opener to the sensors.
After the move, the previous owner's remotes are somewhere in another city and the keypad on the outside wall wants a code nobody wrote down. The wall button works.
You are twenty minutes down the highway when the thought lands: did the garage door close behind you? You cannot picture it.
It is the coldest morning of the year. A week of slush and road salt has crusted over the outside release lock, the key will not seat, and the opener inside is silent after the overnight outage.