There were times when if I didn't have a half a day to dress I'd be thinking twice about even getting started. The anticipation and process of picking the clothing for any particular scenario was part of the enjoyment. Makeup was yet another challenge and had to be met with precision.
These days I'm living full time. This morning I rolled out of bed, put on sweats and a long sleeve tee shirt, pulled the elastic tie from my hair and looked in the mirror wondering if I needed to do my eyebrows or make coffee. Coffee won and since I'm not going anywhere, this is as good as it will get today. In fact this was exactly the condition my daughter and grandson found when they stopped by for a short visit. I kind of miss the excitement, but not so much to be bouncing back and forth between gender presentations.
