BitaTruble
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ORIGINAL: Kayleigh133 Can it be pleasurable? In a word.. absofuckinglutely. It's a matter of perspective. I wrote a journal note about the subject not so long ago that I think illustrates the point well. The 'Thing' about Housework Let's take dishes as an example because that's my favorite chore. You get to start with water. A fascinating element which I already speak about in one of my other journal entries. It's swirling and clear and when the sun hits the sink through the window in front of me.. well, sometimes there are rainbows. As the sink starts to fill with the beautiful, warm and flowing liquid glass.. you add in your blue or your green or that pale yellow almost the same color as saffron rice and the bubbles rise.. a feast for your eyes harkening back to bubble baths in childhood days where bubble hats and bubble beards were the order of the day. It doesn't take long before the scent of fresh apples, lemons or oranges assault your nostrils so that they twitch and flare a bit from the fine and wafting fragrance in subconscious attempt to eagerly inhale even more and hence satisfy the gluttony of olfactory stimulation. Who can resist plunging their arms to the elbows to feel those delightful, flower or fruit or even exotic scented bubbles envelop them. Your feet become jealous with envy. Then.. the remnants of a service.. reminder of what you have already done and what you have yet to do.. goals, purpose, point .. the plate almost clean from the flavor already devoured .. but it needs more and I get to provide it in bubbled luxury with an end result of being pristine .. proof of my care for the health of the next welcomed guest to partake of what will be placed upon its surface. Glorious productivity, service with substance, tactile, warm, scented .. what's not to like? It's a matter of perspective.. see? It's not the chore.. it's in how you perceive your service to your Master and I choose to take joy from it.. it's rather the point for me. This is just about dirty dishes. Imagine what my state of mind is when I'm trolling the fruits and veggie section at the farmers market. ;) Imagine even more, where I am when the one who controls me.. also controls the faucet. Win/win. ;) Good luck, sweetie. I hope you find your bliss in the service as a choice to lessor alternatives.
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"Oh, so it's just like Rock, paper, scissors." He laughed. "You are the wisest woman I know."
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