I have a love/hate relationship with technology. When it works, I’m on Cloud Nine at how effortlessly my world can be optimized, but when it doesn’t … watch out. Heaven help the nearest soul when there’s a glitch because they will inevitably receive the full wrath that is my technological hissy fit. Unfortunately for him, my husband seems to bear the brunt nine times out of ten and last week was no exception.
With kids around all summer long, I don’t have chunks of alone time that I once did to get work done. That being said, I leave a lot to do on the weekends when I have free childcare at my disposal (aka: Daddy Day Care). This past weekend I was doing some work on my website, and it was going great. I was in the zone, and getting things done when I hit a major roadblock.
At the risk of getting too nerdy, I was trying to link my content, but nothing was working. I scoured the internet for tutorials and watched/read what I could but had no luck. I was beyond frustrated not to be able to get this one little link to connect after I had followed every instruction to the “T.” After about 30 minutes or so, my husband saw I was seriously defeated and dared to ask, “Can I help?” Without even being able to stop myself, I snapped back at him “well if you think you can do it better, by all means!”
Immediately I regretted it, apologized, and said “Yes, please … I’d like you to watch and see if I’m missing something.” Now, out of the two of us, I’m the computer guru, so the chances of him being able quite literally to find the missing link was slim, but then again, he’s my go-to Mr. Fit It, so it was worth a shot.
Our kiddos happened to be down for a nap this whole time, but of course (of course) they woke up at almost the exact moment Mike started to help me. It wasn’t two minutes later before we had all three kids (plus a pooch) on top of Mike. They came in one by one, snuck up around him and before we knew it, the entire house was hanging off of my husband. So much for the help.
The moral of this story is that I’m ready for school, and if a teacher is reading this, please know how much I appreciate you getting the monkeys off our backs.
This article was originally published in The Sealy News, in the August 16, 2018 edition.
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