Wifey Duties!

I've decided that this week's goal is to learn a couple basic "wifey" duties to please K with. I recently went over an article on how to serve a self-sufficient dominant and I've been thinking of all the different things I could do outside of what He requires that would make His life better. Each day, I will focus on learning the basics of some helpful skill and then whenever I see Him, I will show Him what I've learned. A couple things I have in mind is massaging, dinner serving, slave/submissive positions, making His bed, cleaning His room, cooking, making things neat as I go, playing a song, or memorizing a poem or sonnet. That should be enough for at least one each day.  :)

Hopefully if and when K and I get our own place together, I will absolutely LOVE being a neat and proper little housewife. When I'm at home, I can practice, using the great cleaning methods mentioned here. It would be great to dress up in some sort of cute maid costume, put on some music, and turn what usually is a drudge job into a game. It would be so nice to be vacuuming with my butt to the door so that when K comes home, that's the first thing He sees. Perhaps He might "surprise" me. ;)

This leads me to considering the subject of 50's housewifery and it's negative connotation that I've grown up with. As soon as I write, "LOVE being a neat and proper little housewife," I get an image of my mother's head saying, "How can you let yourself be degraded so?" or "You shouldn't let yourself be controlled like that! How dare you!" She indoctrinated me to never let myself be controlled by a man, that you have to be independent and make your own money so you don't find yourself stuck in a controlling relationship. I know that she meant the best. She came from the baby-boomer generation and grew up witnessing firsthand all the old 50's ideals that were kept by her parents. She feels that the "housewife" ideal was practically a form of slavery, and I agree with her to an extent. Many women were pressured into fulfilling that role, having little alternatives.  She herself felt restricted by her own husband who also grew up with these ideals; his "old money" expectations bug the hell out of me too. 

But I'm glad to see that I've moved a bit past being blindly against the ideal of pleasing and serving as a housewife. I recognize that I love to serve and to be the reason that someone's life is easier and happier. I do this out of my own desires and volition in order to bring happiness to me and the one that I love. Plus, I get a little fun out of what would usually be considered drudge work. Who'd say no to that?

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