Guest blogger Dani Klein Modisett: Recently, the monitor on my husband's computer broke--no picture. Turns out, it's been great for our marriage.
Usually, after we eat dinner and the kids have been read to, my husband retreats to the office to "work." I don't question him, the guy goes to work all day and deals with the politics and people of that world so if he wants some alone time to "Facebook," (Has this become a verb yet? If not, I feel it coming.) I don't want to nag about it. But it's not like it makes me happy.
Apparently, the thrill of reconnecting with a high school friend who treks in the Appalachian mountains when she's not running a pre-school there is more interesting than sitting on the couch holding hands with his wife during the results show of So You Think You Can Dance. I probably would have just gone along accepting that a man needs his cyber outlet at the end of the day--but now that his computer has been out of commission for almost a week, and we've been "forced" to be together again in the evenings, I realize the space it has been taking up in our lives.
I love the computer--I'm on one right now--but I am wondering how we put boundaries around its usage in our homes so that it doesn't take the place of spending time with each other?