Labels

Lion’s been talking a lot lately about how we do things versus how other people do things. And how people reportedly do things in the blogs they write. It all boils down to labels. I don’t much like labels. They seem to promote an us and them mentality. Republicans and Democrats. “Normal” and kinky. They also pigeon-hole people. If I’m kinky then I must think this and this, right? I have a Republican “friend” who thinks all Democrats are lazy and on welfare. Well, up until a few weeks ago I was working two jobs and I’m still not on welfare so that argument is out the window. People are rarely all or nothing. No one adheres to the rules 100% of the time. If there are rules people will try to twist them to their liking. If there aren’t rules then people will assume the way they do something is correct and everyone else is doing it wrong.

There’s no one-size-fits-all marriage. Each couple has to decide how things work best for them. Some decide the woman should stay home to raise the kids. Some decide the man should stay home. Remember all the fuss when men first started staying home with the kids. That’s not normal! Who cares? It worked for those people. And if it didn’t they tried something else.

All the times we tried playing over the years didn’t really work for us. Then Lion asked to be caged. Whether it was the cage or the blog or the combination of the two, it’s working for us. Now we’re trying FLM. It’s a little early to decide if it’s working for us, but we’re giving it our best shot. For us to declare it a success we need to figure out how to do it our way. For all I know, the neighbors are doing it too, but they are trying something else. Who’s right? Both? Neither? Yes.

We’ve already tried some things that don’t work. Over the course of the year I’m sure we’ll try a lot of things. Some will work, some won’t. None will be wrong. They’ll just be wrong for us. All we can do is report what we’ve tried and why it did or did not work. For us. Here’s the pitfall that we encountered. Will you? I don’t know. But it’s nice to be able to watch out for it. Just like the speed trap on the highway. Will the cop be there when you pass? I don’t know. But aren’t you glad I warned you he might be?

What do you think?