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The Dangling Conversation
While driving to the supermarket I heard a song on the radio that really hit home for me on several issues. First of all the song was “The Dangling Conversation”, by Simon and Garfunkel, great duo I might add. I was listening to the song which I have always liked because it is quite good, as well as kind of sad. Simon and Garfunkel have always spoken to me through several of their songs and while I was listening to this song, I was struck with the reality that is my life right now.
Just a few months ago I was unemployed or downsized from my job, and now getting unemployment and having so much “free time” I have devoted much time to trying to make a few bucks online. I realized then that it takes a lot of time to do research and try to make your mark online. I realized that the casualty of this endeavor is my husband. So I am sure that many of you hubbers know what I mean when I say that quite a lot of time is spent on the Internet and sometimes others suffer for this.
For example, every morning, I sit behind my laptop, coffee in hand and start to make my rounds on the internet. I go first to msn and see what’s going on in the world. Then I go to several other sites that I do business with such as, squidoo, zazzle, etsy, printfection, hubpages of course, and since I am taking courses online as well I spend a lot of time doing homework too. Then I answer my email and whatever else I have to do, by this time hours have flown by. My husband rushes by me and kisses me on the forehead and goes off to work, leaving me to my internet endeavors. More hours go by, now it’s noon and my mother has already called twice, once to ask me if I will be going over to see her today, and the second time to see if I have even gotten out of my pajamas. By this time my sister has texted me to see if the princess has gotten up (her way of making sure I’m up, because everyone knows I hardly sleep at night). So my point is, TIME, a lot of time is spent on my computer and when my husband is home there he sits across the room from me in his little reading nook, and sometimes asks me something and sometimes I answer, sometimes I don’t because I am so engrossed in something online. Sometimes I ask him something and sometimes he answers and sometimes he doesn’t, and there it is; “The Dangling Conversation’. Simon and Garfunkel were genius’s to put this action into words. It’s all about people not speaking and communicating and hardly even noticing each other anymore because of what preoccupies us every day and questions that do not get answered. Our conversations have been dangling for some time now and I do not like it, and I doubt that he does as well. It’s like a cobweb settling over our words and not letting us speak.
Therefore, I have noticed here on hub pages that plenty of people have been making resolutions for the New Year and mine is always to lose weight. But you know what? I can still fit into my favorite jeans and my hot husband still wants to have sex with me, so I don’t give shit one about my weight this year and my resolution is going to be to spend more time with my husband.
My children are grown and gone, my job with them is pretty much done. I have done my best, it is up to them now and they have done pretty good for themselves with this knowledge. Now it is time to devote much of my time to the man who has stuck by me for 8 years now, and I really think this one is going to stick :) He deserves my attention because he is a very good man, is very considerate, patient and has always been very loving and supportive of me, despite all the baggage I brought on board. Because I don’t want our relationship to go the way of the “Dangling Conversation”, and superficial sighs. This song can also be interpreted as a couple who do not care anymore and who are trapped in an indifferent relationship and I certainly do not want that for us.
We both deserve better than that. So I will work when he is at work and be off when he is, and spend time together, taking walks, watching a movie, making out on the couch, who cares? Just as long as we are together because life is too short.