This blog is about my service-submission to Katie. When we married I promised to obey, submit, adore and love. Obedience required me to give control of sex, money, time, and decision-making to Katie. That choice has deepened our relationship, increased our openness and brought the two of us so very close. Submission to Katie requires effort but it also focuses my energy and mind completely on her. I hope the thoughts here help you to consider a FLR. It may be the best choice you've ever made.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Cleaning up after the Lady of the House
I arrived home this afternoon after being away for a few days. Soon after I walked in the door, Katie told me we were going to go out for an early dinner afterwhich we would run some errands and get a gift or two for Christmas. Katie drove of course. It's what she's been doing for the past several weeks, even when she drives the car I use. She always gives me the car keys to hold, has me fetch her purse from the back seat whenever we get out, and always waits for me to open the car door for her when we return to the vehicle and drive to the next store on her agenda. While I was away, she told me to 'add this and that to our to-do list' which I did on my cell phone. Well, we went to about five stores and got what she needed. When we finally returned home several hours later. I unloaded the car, and carted a few items up to the bedroom. Happening to walk into the bathroom, I found this (see picture). I smiled, then laughed to myself when I saw the hamper. There it sat, partially collapsed with a heap of dirty clothes laying on top of it rather than inside. Apparently the support that keeps the hamper holding its shape wasn't secured (by me) and it collapsed while I was gone. Katie, rather than opening it up, decided to pile her dirty laundry on top, leaving it for me to fix. How wonderful. I wasn't upset but rather said to myself "this is the life I am living and I'm loving it." Yes, keeping things tidy is what I do. Making her life easier pleases me, and Katie, in turn, finds ways of reminding me that she is in charge and I am there to do those things she wishes not to do.