Master told me to do dishes. I didn't feel like doing them, so I basically kept talking until he was tired of asking. I thought I'd feel ...I don't know, done with it, but I wasn't. He went off to run an errand while I took a shower. I thought about it.
I was being rude. I did it because I didn't like him telling me what to do, and I was being lazy and bitchy. I want this dynamic - I can't just pick and choose when it happens.
I apologized, and did the dishes. It was a nice feeling to be done with it.
Also, in the shower, I realized a few things. I have a few different personalities.
1) A little girl, maybe around 7, who loves My Little Pony, the toys included, coloring, stuffed animals, and all that good stuff.
2) A 12 year old tomboy who is obsessed with Pokemon, getting dirty, and picking on people.
3) A 22 year old woman who is a slave.
4) A 22 year old woman who is dominant, and does things her way, or no way.
Tonight I feel like number 1.