So i’m trying to take Cailin’s advice in her comment on my last post, where she says:
I try not to let a day go by…or a thing he does slip by without telling him what it did for me…or how happy it/he makes me….
And i figure that has to start with paying more attention to the way things already are. Since, you know, i let that whole “He ties me to the bed” thing get by me as a Dominant act, i thought i should notice more.
So today, i was cleaning up the kitchen and cleaned out the frig, throwing away some left-over carryout that neither of us was going to eat. It filled my garbage can – the under the sink garbage can. So ~
~ you thought i was going to say “i took the garbage out,” didn’t you? But no. i have a rule. i’m not allowed to take the garbage out, only Sir can take the garbage out.
i don’t know why. It’s not a new rule, it’s been there ever since He moved in a couple of years ago. i can nudge Him ~ for example, i might say, “i was thinking about taking out the garbage before i go to bed tonight,” and He’ll say, “No you’re not.” or “You better not!” and take it out himself. We both know what i’m doing, but He’s fine with that.
i’m not allowed to take it to the street or bring the cans in either. He does that. And He does it on His time schedule (and the pick-up people’s schedule), not necessarily when i think He should.
So that’s one that i obey all the time, and don’t think about anymore, except today, when i had this dilemma while He was at work. i couldn’t leave it because i had more that needed to go. So i texted Him.
Yes, i texted my Sir to get permission to take the garbage out.
“If you must…” he replied. So i did.
It’s very strange, isn’t it?