I found a squeaky door so I got the oil and fixed it… Then did every door I could before my wife caught me.
Am I alone here? It’s so satisfying to just glide open!
Edit: She followed up with: “you’re enjoying yourself too much”
Damn straight I am. It’s the little things you have to enjoy!
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Making something not squeak when it’s squeaky is one of life’s little pleasures. It’s “broke” and has an easy fix. Garage doors, closet doors, drawers, gates, etc. I even tried it on my wife when she was making too much noise but it honestly just made the problem worse.

