Skin tag in the corner of my right eye - gone after a couple of years

During the pandemic, I developed a skin tag in the corner of my right eye. It didn't hurt. It didn't obstruct my vision. 

I can't pinpoint how long I've had it. I looked at photo and it has been there for a couple of years, at least.

The other day, I looked at it in the mirror. I felt it was time to get it removed. I had only had one other skin tag in my life. It was in my armpit area. It was so minor that I squeezed the base of it. A few days later, it fell off on its own.

I knew that the one in the corner of my eye wouldn't be that simple to remove. Its base was thicker. I decided to freeze it off with Compound-W's over-the-counter skin tag remover.

It was easy. I bought it from the drugstore and immediately used it in my car. It has this blue adhesive circle. You basically have your skin tag jut through the tiny hole, to target it for the freezing solution. It also protected the area around the skin tag, so you can't mess up the application.

You apply the applicator with the freezing material on your skin tag for twenty seconds. It did feel like my skin tag was burning, so I applied it in five-second intervals four times. It was more comfortable that way.

An hour ago, I brushed the corner of my eye because it was a bit itchy. My skin tag fell off.

Wow! The package said that it takes up to two weeks for the skin tag to fall off after the application. Mine didn't even take a full two days!

This area did sting a bit when I went to wash my face. It'll need some time to heal, but it's quite an effective skin tag removal kit. I highly recommend it.

It does run a bit on the pricy side. However, it worked like a charm. Here's hoping that I don't get another skin tag. However, I do have a kit to remove it, so I'd be fine.

Broke out of the house

Yesterday, I went out at long last. It was a warmer day for a brief period, reaching a high of 3°C.

There is a lot of snow here. A bit of it melted. The problem now is that it's refreezing. I expect lots of potholes.

 

Right now, it's windy and the temperature is tanking. Fun.

Here's a carved path near where I live:

Ridiculous workload that impacts me and no to a cryptocurrency seminar

It looks like someone dropped the ball at work and I will likely be working more hours to get a rather large update into our software build. Fun.

We have a freeze deadline of Friday to get all our updates in. I won't likely get this new chunk of content in by then, as I have two other documents to get through.

Our team is asking that this freeze date be changed. We'll see what happens. I'm leaving it up to our two project managers, who aren't that swift, so I'm just continuing with my work.

In other fun news, someone followed my social media account and became overly chatty with me. I figured out that she's a part of a cryptocurrency wave. It took her a few days to get to this stage. She isn't that swift, either. She asked me to join her seminar this weekend.

I told her that I wasn't interested. It sounded like this seminar was in person. She's in the States. I am not. I made it perfectly clear that I was in Canada.

No means no. She continued asking if I was coming. I unfollowed her and then blocked her. No.

Boots, orgasms, and ejaculation in a cozy hotel room

I recently stayed at a hotel in my guy's town for a couple of nights. On the second night, he texted me to ask whether I was back at the hotel. I was.

Roughly fifteen minutes later, he came over. We both agreed that it was nice to be in the same town.

He knocked on the door. I opened it.

"I'm breaking in my new shoes," I said.
"Wow, they're nice," he said, looking down at them.
"They are high-top moccasins. I got them for $18 and they are leather," I said happily.
"That's great!" he said, sharing my savings high with me.

We embraced. I love a good hug from him. I had my cold-shoulder tunic top. This time, I didn't wear anything underneath. Instead, it looked like a super-short dress on me. He approved. He also love how thin and smooth the fabric of my top felt.

We eventually moved over to the loveseat.

"Did you want another spanking?" he asked me.
"My butt is still sore from the one you gave me yesterday," I admitted.
"Good. It just proves that you're a bad girl. I won't spank you today," he noted.

Instead, we cuddled and kissed for a bit. He then played with me, moving his hand under my black lacy panties, and fingering both my wet pussy and butthole. Moments later, I came.

He let me rest for a bit. I kissed him. He loved that. We then repeated the cycle.

He went to clean up and returned, sitting next to me. I caressed his member in his pants. It kept on getting so large that my guy had to let it out for me to continue playing with it. Sure enough, my guy ejaculated all over my hand.

It was my turn to clean up.

I love evenings like this one, especially when there is a deep freeze happening outside. It's warm and cozy being with someone special.