Sorry! Once something new enters my life, it’s like everything else gets pushed down the list and eventually falls off.
Yes, the Great Garage Door Switcheroo has been completed – basically two weeks after the first installation happened. (Apparently the soonest the contractor could get the new ‘plain’ door for us, and working around other jobs he’d already contracted to do.) They started by dismantling the neighbor’s old garage door, then dismantled the ‘fancy’ one on our garage, walking each panel across the street and laying them out on the lawn temporarily,
Then two of the crew went ahead and installed the ‘plain’ door for us (apparently quite easy, as they had already taken care of any needed equipment replacement/alignment/whatever aspects when they’d put the ‘fancy’ door on two weeks earlier, so it was just a matter of sliding each panel into place and connecting the hinges between them, and then hooking up the cables and springs. Basically I’d say it took less than an hour from getting the last piece of the ‘fancy’ door off to having the ‘plain’ door installed and functional.
We paid nothing at all, btw. Everyone had pretty much acknowledged all along that we had done nothing to cause the problem. So… we’ve benefited by now having an essentially identical door to what we had before, except it’s physically much younger. Seems slightly unfair, but we’ve come out on the losing side in other matters over the years due to happenstances, so I guess we’re looking at this as karma rebalancing itself.
Meanwhile, the contractor and the other half of his crew was working on the neighbor’s garage. They apparently had to do some extra work because of some damage from when his daughter had somewhat rammed her car into the closed doors. Replaced the ‘track’ on one side completely, straightened the other and replaced some connections and support thingies and whatall on the other. The guys from ‘our’ side joined them after our door was done, and it was another hour and a bit before they had the ‘fancy’ door reinstalled.
I don’t know exactly how the finances worked out, except the neighbor did in fact pay ‘some’ extra. Sort of an acknowledgement of his ‘fault’ in signing the contract with the wrong address showing. It couldn’t of been too much (maybe a few hundred?) because Chris just grumbled a bit, he wasn’t really upset.
And I guess the contractor (or insurance) covered all the rest, basically the cost of the ‘plain’ door and the labor of his crew.
And…that’s the end of it. No police, no court case, no eternal vendettas being sworn. 