The gift of time.

I am so busy these days I have become known as "she who does not return phone calls that are not work related". I am working on several projects and find myself being reclusive. I have been debating about whether or not I want to take on the responsibility of another full time house servant. I enjoy having two full time personal servants. Screening and training a new slave is tedious (and most of the time their fantasy does not jive with reality) so I am apprehensive. Their idea is they will be traipsing about in fancy fetish clothing, faux scrubbing my floor while I humiliate them for being a dirty slut. Hello silly fantasy- meet reality. I need actual work done around here, toilets scrubbed, glass dusted and floors shined. I have decided that when I seek a new slave their time will be better spent entertaining me and helping with intellectual pursuits. With Kitten being in school and having family responsibilities her time is limited and that leaves me holding the mop. I have scrubbed enough floors and painted enough walls to be quite humble, thank you very much. It is time for me to focus my energies elsewhere, full time. I found the solution to my problem today with a simple Google search. Between this and wash and fold service my life just got a lot easier.

So boys, take note: They offer gift certificates. I rarely send out "gift" ideas but this is something that I could not resist. I would much rather you send a gift certificate for someone who is a professional to come in and clean than feign interest in something you would rather not do. (You should be sucking my heel and spoiling me in more interesting ways after all.) There are plenty of ways to show your service to me and badly executed cleaning is not one them. The gift of time is the most thoughtful thing you can do in service to me (currently) and this is a prime example of ways to serve and please me from afar. It allows you to scrub my toilet from half way around the world, how could I not love that.