So the 7 days away have come to an end. I've just had a nice meal (Sea bass main, creme brulee to follow) in a local hotel. It's been a lovely week and I know I've gained significant confidence. I'm sat in the hotel lounge in a crossover LBD and heels not caring who thinks what.
I've met and talked to many people and all have been at the very least civil, at best fully engaging.
My makeup skills, at least in terms of how long it takes to get ready, have come up several notches.
Going back to drab is going to feel strange but that will soon pass I'm sure. One thing I've learned this week is much as I enjoy this Helen time I'm no closer to wanting to be full time.
I like the duality of having two sides to my life. True, more Helen time out and about would be good but I'm content with my life.