Tonight, as usually happens, my wife went to bed at 11 pm. I normally go to bed several hours later. However, I had fallen asleep about 8 pm in our family room. I woke up just a few minutes before 11 pm so that meant I'd be up much later than normal (it's 4:55 am right now). Knowing I'd have plenty of time, I dressed fully en femme to enjoy the experience. The only thing I didn't do was apply fake nails. At $7.00/package, I couldn't justify using them for a few hours of alone time. Anyway, I was in a dress, fishnets, bra, forms, wig, makeup, jewelry, and panties by midnight. About 3 am I decided it was time to undress, remove the makeup and jewelry, and put on a nightie to prepare for bed.
This was the first time I actually felt devastated taking off the makeup, wig, and jewelry. As I was returning to a modified en femme mode (still in panties, fishnets, bra, forms and nightie but without the wig, makeup, and jewelry), I found myself feeling a bit melancholy about the fact I couldn't just stay fully dressed for the next day, week, whatever. I've not experienced that feeling before. I understand being dressed outwardly on a daily basis just isn't possible in my circumstance; but, it would be so much more enjoyable.
Anyway, I wonder if others have felt that same emotional upset when dressing time comes to an end.