A square peg in a round hole...

Sometimes I wonder... Who am I? Where am I going? How did I get here? 

A square peg in a round hole. I don't 'fit in'. Or... Do I? Who does? Do I even want to?

I am working on embracing who I am. I'm a 30-something brunette with average length hair, 2.5 kids in an average home with a white picket fence. Heh. 

You know what though? There truly is nothing average about me, and I love my square peg, thankyouverymuch. 

I am starting to realize that I'm unique and that's pretty stinkin' cool. Right now, my little boy is snuggled up next to me and is playing a word game with me. He doesn't care that I haven't showered after work, or there are dishes in the sink.

 I worked last night and am off tonight. Nights like these I can embrace the part of me that enjoys being home. I can play 'housewife' and make dinner, bake cookies, and great my sweet Sir in an apron with a smile. I can play 'stay at home mom' and bathe my kiddos and tuck them in to bed. 

In a day or so, I'll work. I work full time, and the days vary. On those days, hubby will cart the kids to activities, make dinner and do the dishes. He may even do a to-do list I've given him. He will play my role for a while, and that's ok :)

Tonight, I know what he has planned... At least I can guess! Nowhere to go... he will get home... And our conservative, quiet, tame appearance  will fade away and we will fully embrace US. Me- his doting wife with a spitfire personality and an incredibly strong need to submit. Him- a sweet, adoring husband who will Dom the hell out of me. 

My hope is we will talk about our week...  My head on his chest, his arms around me. And then I'll slip on a nightie he loves... Or he will command me to wear nothing at all. 

He may tie me up...  He will likely give me a spanking to remind me of my place, and get me in a more submissive frame of mind. If there is any behavior that needs addressing, this is the time it's usually taken care of. 

An average couple may watch a show, turn out the lights, maybe have sex, or just go to sleep. 

Ah, bring on the square peg! Sweetheart... Tie me up... Talk dirty to me... grab my hair and claim what's yours. Look at me with those intense blue-grey eyes, full of love and adoration and CLAIM ME. 

This is not just play... This is us. Him- the leader, the one Keeping me accountable and safe. Me- his submissive. His little spitfire who needs taming and whipping and to be claimed. 

When he's finished with me, he will hold me close. There is *nothing* like a spanking, rough love making, and the blissful feeling of being cherished and adored as he drifts off in a peaceful sleep with me in his arms. All of the stress and worries of the day, gone, released. 

BLISS.