My husband and I had a little heart to heart last night.  Oh boy… here I go, airing dirty laundry again…  It’s no secret that success comes from hard work and sacrifice.  Sacrifice by definition means to forfeit or give up something in order to have something else.  Sometimes as Mompreneurs, the first thing we sacrifice is time.  As mommies we are not willing to make too large of a sacrifice with our children (Of course, as they are numbero uno in our lives), so inevitably it filters down to our loving husbands.  My husband has his own stuff going on and obviously I do too.  We had noticed that over the past few weeks, neither of us really had any idea what was going on in each others lives.  There was a feeling of distance that we both recognized and felt we needed to do something about.  After a wonderful discussion last night, we both came to the same conclusion.  We both agreed that the root of our distance was… YOU.  And by YOU I don’t mean YOU, my wonderful friends in cyberspace, but literally YOU thing that I’m pounding on right now with your black little keys and seductive white letters.  YOU with your flashy screen saver that calls to me as you sit there on the bar in the kitchen beaconing me to come “check” you, or update you or stroke your keys.  YOU portable, technological vortex that sucks every ounce of time and energy I have left in a day leaving me staring at you for hours while my husband busies himself with projects and the idiot box of a TV instead of engaging in meaningful conversation about our days and our lives. 

You see, we have a home office upstairs where we have a big ol’computer, files, printer, fax and everything you need to run a business.  Then we have YOU.  You transportable thing that gets placed anywhere and everywhere we are.  Over the past few weeks, when I’m not making dinner, playing with the kids, running errands, or doing laundry, wherever I am, you are there and I am on you.  NO MORE!  We have decided that the laptop is not allowed “out” in the living area of the house anymore.  You laptop, are too tempting for us weak souls to ignore.  I would find that on any given night, instead of talking over a glass of Merlot, he would be in front of the TV and I would be at the bar in the kitchen feverously doing whatever it is that I do on you.  No more my convenient, enticing friend, NO MORE!!