Since I was a little girl, I have always enjoyed tinkering with things. I remember my grandma’s ice maker on her fridge went out and my uncle had tried and tried to fix it, with no success. I played with it awhile (I was probably around 8) and got it to work. Quite the accomplishment for a little kid.
My new nemesis has been the handle on the sliding door of the van. The boys are less than gentle when they open it. You would think 1 pull would do it, but no, it’s more like 4-5 each time they open the door.
The door handle could only take so much and eventually the handle broke. I tried just getting along opening it from the inside until one of the boys got nasty one day and flipped the child lock so you can’t open it from the inside.
Onto the internet I went, found out that this was a common problem with my type van and ideas on how to fix it. Out came what Dee calls my “girlie tool box”, off came the door panel of the van and voila there were the inner workings of the door. I fixed the problem, put it all back together again and off we go.
That lasted for a couple of months until the OTHER side door handle broke completely off on one side. After a little shopping online, I found a new door handle and Trey helped me replace the old one – he was completely impressed with his mama’s skills. It doesn’t match, but oh well! I thought we were done with the whole van door saga but the one that had originally broken, popped off again. Easier to fix the 3rd time around when I really knew what I was doing.