Its official, after what seems like an absolute age the countdown to T-Day has gone from months to days.
My wardrobe is full of new clothes.
I have plenty of new shoes.
My family is fully informed and onboard (I think - not heard anything back from some of them that my parents have told).
My Friends are almost all informed (just a couple more to give a heads up to - but I won't see them until may anyway).
Everything is progressing at work, management informed, HR and Union onboard.
I have my referral to the NHS GIC closest to me.
I have a private GIC appointment booked (otherwise I will be waiting four years for hormones on the NHS).
Laser hair removal is progressing.
I am booked in for hair extensions and a cut and colour.
I will be changing my name to Melanie (forum name to be corrected) and all my gender markers in the weeks that follow T-Day. Truth be told I am as terrified as I am excited so far it has been planning and sorting things out now the real work begins.
Shit as they say, is about to get real.