First day of the Christmas month.
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The last Sunday of November heralded the final scheduled cleaning duties for maid marian before the month of the festive season begins. The new month also signals the formal introduction of her ‘Transgression Book’ which comes into effect on her first cleaning duties on Sunday 5th December. Until now, I have given My maid plenty of time to adjust to her new maid training protocol and that luxury finishes very soon! maid marian’s thoughts on her final cleaning tasks for November are outlined here.
Today, being the first day of December, I planned to set up My Christmas tree with maid marian’s assistance. My maid arrived after lunch at 1.30pm and by 2pm she was dressed in her pink uniform and white corset, ready to tackle the job of decorating My Christmas tree under My strict supervision. I am very fussy about where and how to balance the baubles in terms of colour, shape and texture. Maybe one year I will give maid marian the task of decorating My tree on her own without My assistance and guidance *wicked grin*.
It took a little over 2 hours to decorate the tree with the lights and My large collection of Christmas baubles. slave connor arrived after not long after 4pm, just in time to see O/our finished work. Fortunately My 24/7 slave had been shopping earlier and had very thoughtfully bought some delicious danishes for afternoon tea. With My Christmas tree resplendent in all its glory, I could sit back with My collared boys and enjoy a well earned cup of coffee with a yummy sweet treat.
Dinner was drawing closer and there was no point in wasting the chef who happened to be in My presence so slave connor was assigned to My kitchen to prepare a meal for U/us all. As he was busy cooking, slave tate began washing and drying the first lot of dishes to give slave connor more room on the kitchen bench. Then having shared a very tasty meal, My two slaves immediately dealt with the washing and drying of dishes, leaving behind a spotless kitchen.
Second cups of coffee and tea followed and I anxiously watched the arrival of My big brown Burmese cat to see if he would be interested in My Christmas tree. He remained totally oblivious to it… thank Goddess for that!
Eventually My collared slaves were sent home after a lovely start to this festive month of Christmas celebrations.
