My wife was a superhero this past week.
Due to job busyness, the webmaster of my wrestling team’s website was unable to update the website often. For several reasons, though, updates were important. Things reached a bit of a crisis the night before our first home dual meet–no updates, no sponsors (who have paid good money to be on our site) up. I jumped in and tried to ‘rassle the task down. Needless to say, the website’s host is no wordpress blog, and I’m a techie neophyte.
But in jumps my wife. I quit in a huff after about five minutes of useless effort, but she hung in there and figured it out. Guess what: she’s my new webmaster! I didn’t put her up to the task–she asked for it after she saw how important it was to the team.
What’s notable about all this is that both of us have about the same amount of technological know-how, but her persevearance now has put her head and shoulders above me in this department. She didn’t know a darn thing. However, while I was muttering somthing about bagels, crawled up in the corner in the fetal position, she rolled up her sleeves, tooled around on google, took a few tutorials online, and got the job done.
She has continued to show the same stick-to-itiveness since then. We’ve had some other issues with the website, issues that I won’t even touch, but she’s figured them all out. There are still some minor changes that need to be made, but with her behind the wheel, I can rest confident.
The way she has thrown herself into it (because she loves me) put a smile on my face. Not that others weren’t willing to do it (they were), it’s just that this is a nice demonstration of how man and woman were made to fit like hand in glove. What the other one half lacks, the other half gives, and vice versa.
This is why the ‘Ol book calls her a “help-mate.”
