Two months later...

I am just horrible at updating here. In a nutshell, I'll outline what I have been up to since I last wrote.

I successfully completed my first semester of grad school at the end of April. I did well and am quite pleased! I was so thrilled that I had to find an excuse for G to spank me. So, I suggested that getting an A in a graduate course means that it's essentially a perfect mark (that is, 100 percent), so I should get a hundred smacks. I went on to reason that I had taken two courses, got A's in both, and should really get two hundred smacks on my bottom.

Cutting to the chase, G agreed with me. Over his knee I went. My pajama bottoms were pulled down and the first one hundred smacks were administered over my panties, which didn't completely cover my backside. So, my bottom was starting to smart halfway through the count. The next set were administered on my bare bottom, with G casually pulling my panties down and continuing to spank away. He didn't seem fatigued at all. I was, though. Let's just say that I could feel the heat generated from my spanking and that I had to rub my cheeks afterwards. No complains from me, though... well, other than my playful whining about how G had hurt my bottom in an unfair way. =)

On Friday, I submitted my letter of resignation at work. By the time I leave, I will have been employed there for nearly seven months. The job isn't a good fit for me, particularly working with someone who has been there for nearly thirty years, does not believe in hearing other people's opinions (his are correct and mine are always wrong), and that he likes to work in "criticize mode," which "works well" for him, as he explained to me and my colleague on Wednesday.

I saw the light at long last on Thursday, when he wanted to use his measurements for a Word table that I had created (he liked 6.5" as the table width, whereas I had 6.25"). Wow. Huge difference. His pickiness, along with his liking to criticize a lot of what I do, was not the healthiest environment in which to work.  Frankly, I am probably not as confident as I was before I joined the company as far as the quality of my work goes.

So, out of the blue, a human resources person from my soon-to-be employer saw my resume on monster.ca and asked if I was interested in a job posting she wanted to fill. One thing led to another. I did well in both the phone and in-person interviews. I got the happy call on Wednesday. I accepted the job offer.

I do like where I currently work. The company is terrific. I just don't like picky guy and the job itself. Averaging four hours of meetings a day is unproductive. I'm not passionate about what I do there. The new job seems like a better fit, so I'm taking this risk and am trying something new. I hope everything works out. Unfortunately, I feel like I'm having a panic attack.

Changing the topic again, G's birthday is next month. I'm once again planning out his birthday spanking. My birthday is a week after his. I'm thinking of a different spin this year. Perhaps he should spank me on his birthday and I should return the favour on mine. I still have over a month to think this through, but it would be different. I'd also like to use a slipper as a spanking implement for our spankings.