I went back to work today after a few days off (en femme all day every day, of course). It was the first time in drab clothing in over a week. When I got home, it was off with the drab, and on with a red tank-top and denim skirt. As I was zipping up the skirt I thought to myself, "Boy it feels good to get back into some normal clothes." So now normal old Cynthia is sitting out on her back porch, in her normal old clothes enjoying the first sunny afternoon in almost a week.
It feels great to be normal.