The ex dreamt of me

My ex-guy wrote to me recently. He had dreamt about me. He said that he missed me.

It was the most expressive that he has been since he broke up with me. By expressive, I mean showing that he isn't emotionless.

The problem is that he thinks that I'd do a staycation in his neighbourhood. Um, no. I used to do them because we could spend more time together. I have no need to be in your area, let alone tell you that I'm there.

You would love to see me. I don't want to see you. It won't happen because I am happy without you.

Work anniversary and spaghetti

Yesterday was my work anniversary. I have been with my employer for twelve years.

My manager acknowledged it, and thanked me for supporting and leading our team. It was nice. I essentially got a $100 e-certificate, which I spent at Amazon.

I fell asleep an hour ago. I dreamt of spaghetti. I wonder what it means.

Snow, errands, and recipes

It's snowing. I was hoping to run an errand later on today, but I think that I'll just stay at home and try on Sunday instead.

This business has curbside pickup from Wednesday through Friday, and Sunday. I am typically running errands on Saturday. So, I have either Friday or Sunday to drop by the store and pick up a couple of orders.

It used to be open on Saturdays. However, with this second pandemic lockdown, it has revised its hours. 

At least I get to stay home all warm and cozy. I am currently going through a new cookbook, dreaming about which recipe to try first.

The ex in my dream and an inferior 2.0 version of him

I dreamt about the ex last night. I only remember seeing his name and saying something to him. I don't recall exactly what I had said.

Weird.

I think about our last exchange of texts. I am proud that I told him off.

I do miss when he was thoughtful and loving when we were together. Version 2.0 of him is missing those qualities and more. I don't want a newer version that is inferior to what I used to have.

Toilet roll dream

A few nights ago, I dreamt of a toilet paper roll. It was odd.

I looked at what it may symbolize. There are many interpretations.

One interpretation is that it's a warming. Someone is apparently wanting to invade my personal territory or get confidential information.

A second interpretation is the following from dream-meaning.net:

To dream about toilet paper rolls, represents aftermath and cleanup of emotional release. You are ready to heal and recover from your emotional outburst. It should be noted that you will still leave a mark somewhere, but those marks will soon be forgotten.

My guess is that telling my ex that I hate him and that he's an asshole fits this interpretation. Although I don't like saying cross words to anyone, it was time to tell him off. I'm at peace with my outburst. He needed to hear it, as opposed to his thinking that we could continue being friends, even though he hurt me deeply.

Spanking fantasies

After work yesterday, I spent some time thinking about being spanked. I fantasized about getting a harder spanking because I haven't been spanked for a while.

I enjoy the thought of being over a man's lap, having my panties pulled down, and getting a sound hand spanking. It makes me highly aroused and happy.

This weekend will be perfect for a self-spanking session.

Took a nap and dreamt about my ex fondling my butt

On Friday, I got a software release out the door. It was a painful set of tasks to complete throughout this entire week.

After all the chaos had ended, I was tired and took an afternoon nap. It is one of the perks these days when you are working from home.

I dreamt about my ex-guy. He came over to me and kissed me. He then fondled my butt.

I woke up. I was startled. Did I dream about him because I wrote about him the night before? Or, is there another meaning behind the dream?

Here's hoping that such dreams don't return to haunt me.

First day of a new work term and a dream about French kissing

Last night, I dreamt about my ex-guy. He said that he wanted to not only French kiss me, but to put his tongue down my mouth.

It was a strange dream. I'm not sure what it signifies.

Several hours from now, a new work term begins. Last Friday, I was given the news that our new student starts today. I wasn't prepared for such a quick start. Here's hoping that his laptop is available. Otherwise, it will be my doing a bunch of demonstrations during my training sessions.

I had a great weekend. I am looking forward to my next long weekend in over a month.

Pillows of cinnamon sugar are heavenly

On Monday, I went out for dinner after work. I had a Groupon that was going to expire in a couple of days.

I have been to this restaurant a number of times. I wanted the open-faced roast beef dinner. However, I was told that they were running out of roast beef. I got a mix of turkey and roast beef. It was different! It was still yummy.

This place has these pillows of fried dough, filled with cinnamon sugar. They are delicious. I'm glad that I had them for dessert.

I will be dreaming of them all night.

Startled dreaming about my ex and being taken for granted at work

After a fairly long day working from home, I took a nap. I had been up since 06:45.

I had a dream about my guy kissing me on the lips and holding me like he used to. I woke up startled. I was in a slight panic.

It was a dream. I was relieved.

At first, I thought that the dream signalled that I missed him in my life. It wasn't that. I miss being affectionate with someone who will reciprocate. These days, I hug my stuffed purple sheep and penguin. It's not the same, but I am comforted by them.

Work continues to be stressful. I realize that I have some colleagues who take me for granted. I actually shut a person down because he was whining over a change that I had made to correct the version syntax that he got wrong. Apparently, I am supposed to let the world know about his mistake. He found it a pain to send everyone a revised hyperlink. I told him that my team is busy building documentation builds and pushing out a major release, which finally silenced him. He isn't a quarter as busy as I am.

My incompetent member continues to show me that she is a horrible listener and can't do tasks on her own. I don't understand why I end up with idiots on my team.

Dreaming of being spanked, and waking up wet and horny

I had a good dream last night. It was so good that after it was done, I woke up briefly.

I dreamt of my guy. He tends to be in my dreams when I miss him a lot.

We were cuddling. He turned me onto my stomach in bed and spanked me across an extremely short pair of shorts. He pulled them down and continued spanking each buttock with his hand. Finally, my panties came down and it was my bare backside being spanked.

I woke up wet, horny, and happy. I had to play with myself before I fell back to sleep.

It was a good dream that will come to reality soon.

Dreaming about my guy and being together

When I miss my guy, I dream about him. It happened to me last night.

I don't recall all the details. I just remember him saying that he loves me and lovingly holding me. I woke up happy and loved.

He's doing well. He's spending a ton of time on a new project. It's like my trying to figure out how new applications work. We simply need to find some time to see each other.

Odd dream

Last night, I had an odd dream. It involved this brief exchange between my guy and me:

"I have these final words to say to you," he said in my dream.
"No, I don't want to hear that you're leaving!" I replied.

I woke up startled. I don't know what the dream means, but it was upsetting.

In a fog, I didn't know if he meant that he was breaking up and leaving me, or if he was leaving for a business trip.

I had to think for a moment to realize that it was a horrible dream. I went back to bed and was fine. Weird!

Thoughts being an interviewee

At work, I conduct a number of interviews. I tend to make interviews a conversation rather than an interrogation. I want the interviewee to be comfortable, which allows that person to open up. I then get as much information out of the candidate to determine whether that person is a good fit.

It has been ages since I went for an interview. It's strange to be the interviewee.

For a while, ever since this job opportunity was plopped into my inbox, I have been mixed about the position. I like the idea of being in a new work environment, being closer to home, and having the challenge of learning a new field. However, after being interviewed by four different people on Monday, I still don't feel that it's my dream job.

The person who could potentially be my manager reminded me of my current manager. Both have been in the industry for nearly two decades. Both don't have a good command of the English language. Both aren't good at listening.

I respectfully butted heads with this person. I saw the passion that came out of me. I didn't back down. If they didn't like that about me, so be it. I'm actually pleased that I took a stand.

This person basically said that this position would be a drastic change for me. He felt that I was doing more of a management role than a writing role. He went on to say that at my workplace, there are tons of writers. You lose one and you're fine. At this company, it's smaller. You lose a person and you feel the impact.

I completely disagreed with him. I have lost a writer a year on my team for at least the past four years. Thanks goes to my micromanaging manager. My team loses a writer. I feel the pain of picking up the slack and doing the job of two people. It is my current situation.

He completely dismissed the fact that I am in the trenches, writing daily, doing the grunt work. I hammered that point. He didn't get it. He's stubborn, just like my manager.

Is it worth taking a pay cut to be at a different company with a manager exhibiting similar personality traits and deficiencies? I think not.

I did feel good coming out of the interview. I got along with the woman with whom I had my phone interview. It was good getting back into the interview scene again.

As much as it would be nice to escape my current job for another one, this open job opportunity doesn't feel right to me.

Interview preparation

I finally have my interview later on today. I am probably more prepared than I have been for past interviews. I even have my questions written down.

I'm still not sure whether it's my dream job. It doesn't hurt to attend and give it a try.

Second interview

I did a phone interview on Monday. I have been asked to do an in-person interview next week. So far, so good.

I would love a career change. After the phone conversation, the job opportunity seems okay to me. It's not screaming the dream job. Is that weird?

Anyway, I will attend the interview and see how I feel.

Birthday spanking dream

I had a wonderful dream last night. My guy spanked me on my birthday.

It's interesting that we tend to be apart on each other's birthday. There was only one time a couple of years ago where we spent my guy's birthday in Seattle. It was particularly special.

I loved my dream. He bent me over a wooden table. He carefully pulled down my panties and lifted up my short skirt. He then used the wooden paddle that he bought me to spank me.

I got a smack for each year that I have been fortunate to be on this planet. I got a couple of smacks for good measure. My bare backside was rosy red. I was happy. He was, too.

It'll be nice to replicate this dream in real life this year.

Kissing from the beginning

Last night, when I was slowly drifting asleep, I remembered a kissing moment that my guy and I had early in our relationship.

We were in the treehouse. We were kissing for a bit, which is always enjoyable.

"I enjoy kissing you. Can I show you how I like kissing you?" he asked me.
"Sure," I replied.

He first kissed my cheek. He then kissed the corner of my mouth and inched his way over with kisses until his full lips met mine.

It's interesting, but we have varied our kisses since then that I completely forgot about this moment until it resurfaced out of the blue.

My guy enjoys when I kiss him unexpectedly. Perhaps I'll need to resurrect his way of kissing soon.

Dreaming of a library and the fountain of cum

I had a couple of vivid dreams last night. The first one had me in an elaborate library, trying to renew my library card.

It's interesting that it wasn't my first time dreaming about being in such a setting. I will need to do a bit of research to figure out what all this symbolism means in a dream.

I also dreamt of giving my guy a handjob. His juices flowed down his erect cock as if it were some sort of fountain. Yes, the fountain of cum!

Again, I can only speculate that I miss my guy and I want to be near his fountain of cum.

Teasing my guy about driving his car continues

My guy and I enjoy teasing each other. I tend to tease him about his beloved car. When I drove him to the airport, we had this conversation.

"I can't wait to drive your car," I said to him.
"Keep dreaming," he said to me, holding my hand.
"No, you said that I can drive it. You can't renege on your promise," I pointed out.

He stayed quiet. He knew that he had said yes. Then again, he does know that I am not dying to drive it. I simply like knowing that he said yes.

He continued to hold my hand and squeeze it lovingly.