My husband goes to me to open and close the garage, because the rods are heavy and need to be heavy. I’m angry, and I can’t do it myself. But I can’t, in sharp boots on heels.
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I will tell you a little. I also had heavy doors and tight loops in the garage. And I, like a real man, closed them with spikes until I cut off the loop. I had to call for help by real men with a welding machine, who explained to me the perniciousness of the principle of "force is - mind is not necessary" and the miraculous properties of machine oil poured into the loop. The door is closed with two fingers. So you hint on your husband - maybe your door has a problem with lubrication...