Last weekend my wife and I had a decussion about my dresseing, I was going out for drives more and more and got into a situation that I almost had to interact as Maria. My wife told me that my car isn't the safest place and I have to realize that when I walk out that door I better be more prepared for the worst and pretty much to decide if I'm in or if I'm out.
Well I don't know what happened in that discussion but Thursday night nobody was home and we were having dinner and my wife asked me what was wrong with me, why wasn't I dressed and she was concerned because she said she hasn't picked up any pantyhose on the bedroom floor or seen any panties in the laundry basket all week.
She said since I told her thirty plus years ago I haven't gone more then two days that I haven't worn some form of fem clothing and that especially in the winter where as soon as I get home I put on pantyhose and sleep in tights every night and that I wasn't dressed that night with nobody home. In a childish voice she said " don't you want to be a girl anymore"
I laughted it off and told her I don't know I guess I didn't even realize it, and not to worry I'll be back, it isn't that easy to let it go. She asked was it something she said last weekend that may have discouraged me, and that I made a New Years resolution to try not to go on any drives anymore and maybe subconsciously my mind wants to go out, almost like a all or nothing situation. Is that why I'm not dressing.
It's amazing how wifes react to when they see something out of the ordinary, and they try to figure out what's wrong with there family members. I told her I'm OK and maybe I'm just taking a break, but in reality I really for the first time in fifty years I really didn't think about it, I think I did break a record, I don't ever remember going so many days without dressing of any kind. Maybe it was something with that discussion last week that when I desided to keep it in, maybe it feels like if I don't do for my drives I'm not advancing myself and that maybe keeping it in is like a dead end in my journey, I don't know?
Last night when I came home from work and when I went to take a shower I found a pair of new tights and panties wrapped in my jeans, I put them on and I thanked my wife and thanked her for caring.
The mind is a confusing thing. Thought I had to share.