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I can’t remember the last time I was actually punished for something. Honestly.

It’s not that I’m perfect, but that I’m not spanked for being imperfect. We’re all imperfect. So fouling up Chris’s lunch or forgetting to get the car washed or not doing the laundry do not garner punishments. Chris gets serious if it affects the family’s health, the family’s safety or putting shredded paper in the canister without bagging it first. Otherwise, he’s just as likely to indulge me as not.

I’m perfectly happy with that.

The thing is, discipline – punishment – has been part of my quirky head for as long as I’ve had it. A variety of fantasies have provided me with dream fodder for decades now, and I’m not ashamed to say that in the days that preceded a real, live disciplinary agreement, the whole notion of being punished was a lot more rosy than reality. In my dreams, I’d misbehave a lot more and get spanked a lot. In reality, I misbehave very little and get spanked a lot.

So for a few months now, I’ve been pondering … and I think I have to conclude that mock punishments and maintenance (‘just because’) spankings are no longer enough of a substitute for discipline. And, I have to say, I’m not entirely happy about that. It doesn’t seem quite right that I should be jonesing for punishment, simply to satisfy some sulky petulant corner of my brain. It doesn’t seem fair to me or to Chris, and as really pushing his buttons means needlessly endangering someone or something, it really isn’t fair to our home and family.

Add in 4-6 days of enforced neglect from regular reinforcing intimacy and I have been ripe for challenging Chris in the last two evenings.

One Response to “Maintenance Fail…”

1. Finding Sara says:

   November 3, 2009 at 4:10 am

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