Well it's been a very manly week at work. First after being refered to as the old timer on the job for some time now, it was with great joy and anticipation that I had to do some work that is usually not assigned to me because as I said I'm the old timer. So I had to get out my "man" card and time to show these young whipper snappers what an old man can do, even in the teen and below temperatures, now don't get me wrong the preferential treatment is fine and enjoyed because I've earned it, but every once in a while being the teacher and example of hard work and experience with hands on and eyes watching every move as if your performing magic with little or no effort just feeds the ole "male" ego. Now Friday arrives and my usual half day because I've put in my hours during the week and there's no OT. High on the love of my trade and being the man I am, I notice my nails are dull and need some cuticle removal which leads to a long bubble bath, scented of course, hair removal, and the whole nine yards, then on to being in femme mode for the night, nightgown included, which I hadn't done during the week which was very unusual for me, but being so "macho" at work I guess my mind was too full of "T". Well anyway this morning started as my usual weekends do with a full emersion in my femme self expression, and off to do my "chores", while out I receive the proper pronouns and smiles as usual and since most people I come in contact with know me by now in both modes act as if I'm a regular person with an unusual personality, which is fine by me. The rush I get from being myself in femme and the people I meet is so confirming and reassuring to my gender fluidity that it makes me wonder why I was so much in denial so long ago and for so long. I recall reading a few threads about how we handle our duality and I don't know, but I do know that I think I would have lived the rest of my life as a miserable human being, I am so glad that I found and accepted my femme self and incorporated into my life. So to those out there that are apprehensive about expressing their femme self and venturing out, please do try at least once, it takes a lot of intestinal fortitude but that's what is good about having a male self to be bold and daring, using both selves as one is just so right. I don't know if this thread makes any sense to anyone but I just felt compelled to write and maybe help others who are on the fence with their feelings. Thank all who read this long rambling.