So for context, my parents just moved into this house and got officially unpacked by the time they came to pick me up from college. Already they were telling me about how they were sure the ghost of the last owner's wife was haunting the house. We do still have the armoire that is in my room where I keep the books that I hadn't left in storage.
As for the garage, there are two doors that open. Beside each door are keypads to enter the passcodes. The other way to open and close the doors -- in other words, how they usually do it while driving away or coming back from somewhere -- is a rectangular block with a button on it to raise and lower the garage door. Garage door openers. It was set up on the shelf where the keys and dog poop bags and stuff go. At the time, the code wasn't set to open the garage door, so the only thing they could do with the keypads was press the enter button to close. They hadn't reset it and they didn't know what it was.
So my parents were outside working on something, and they asked me to open the garage door from inside so they could pull the truck out. So I did, and then my mom told me she'd text me when they needed the other garage door open to get the other car out.
I went to my room, and not too long later, I looked at my phone to find a message asking to open the garage door. So I went to the front door to get the garage door opener.
At the time I didn't realize that one opener was for one garage and the other for the other garage, rather than one to open the garage doors (like two separate buttons on the same opener for either door) and one to close it. Keep in mind that on the button to open the garage door there's a little dip in the upper middle. It had confused me because I'd never seen the openers to begin with, so I didn't know how it worked.
I opened the front door to make sure I remembered which door needed open and saw that the other door had already opened and that they were pulling the car out. I hadn't heard anyone walk in, and they were busy with whatever they were doing outside. It's just us, and it's too high for the dog to reach or the cats to bother to jump up onto.
So yeah, the garage door opened with no other way than the opener and none of us know how it happened other than the ghost of the last owner. Her name is Penny. Yes, we thank her whenever something strange yet helpful happens š
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[link] [comments]So for context, my parents just moved into this house and got officially unpacked by the time they came to pick me up from college. Already they were telling me about how they were sure the ghost of the last owner's wife was haunting the house. We do still have the armoire that is in my room where I keep the books that I hadn't left in storage. As for the garage, there are two doors that open. Beside each door are keypads to enter the passcodes. The other way to open and close the doors -- in other words, how they usually do it while driving away or coming back from somewhere -- is a rectangular block with a button on it to raise and lower the garage door. Garage door openers. It was set up on the shelf where the keys and dog poop bags and stuff go. At the time, the code wasn't set to open the garage door, so the only thing they could do with the keypads was press the enter button to close. They hadn't reset it and they didn't know what it was. So my parents were outside working on something, and they asked me to open the garage door from inside so they could pull the truck out. So I did, and then my mom told me she'd text me when they needed the other garage door open to get the other car out. I went to my room, and not too long later, I looked at my phone to find a message asking to open the garage door. So I went to the front door to get the garage door opener. At the time I didn't realize that one opener was for one garage and the other for the other garage, rather than one to open the garage doors (like two separate buttons on the same opener for either door) and one to close it. Keep in mind that on the button to open the garage door there's a little dip in the upper middle. It had confused me because I'd never seen the openers to begin with, so I didn't know how it worked. I opened the front door to make sure I remembered which door needed open and saw that the other door had already opened and that they were pulling the car out. I hadn't heard anyone walk in, and they were busy with whatever they were doing outside. It's just us, and it's too high for the dog to reach or the cats to bother to jump up onto. So yeah, the garage door opened with no other way than the opener and none of us know how it happened other than the ghost of the last owner. Her name is Penny. Yes, we thank her whenever something strange yet helpful happens š submitted by /u/CutieWithADarkSoul [link] [comments]
