Man, I’m glad the weekend is here. What a week! 🙂 Nothing bad to report, just the bits at work have been very frantic. I’m glad that’s behind me.
Thursday night was a bit different. As the usual hosts (and hostesses) were away, I had the honour of opening up for the group. As Mrs Jones is out tonight, I got an early pass and was off to the centre to sort things out.
Tables and chairs done, I nipped into the side room to get changed and I was pretty much done (just putting my lippy on) when the first person walked in. I picked up the dress last year during the summer sales and while it’s shorter than I’d usually wear. with opaques and boots, I’m okay with it… I just have to watch how I sit down! 🙂
Anyhoo, Jane had kindly brought along an award certificate from Nottingham Rainbow – a local county-wide LGBT group – that she’d collected on behalf of the group. It was to celebrate how long the group had been running for and for the work they’d done in helping people.
I suppose looking from outside, or perhaps looking in as a non-trans person, you may wonder what that work is. Well, most of the time we sit around, talk and drink tea. It’s very British. 🙂 But jokes aside, that’s all that can be required sometimes. I mean, think back to what it was like before you got your head around who you were. Indeed, maybe you’re still finding out. After all, it takes time and sometimes a little help: a friendly face and the chance for a chat with someone who can (hopefully) understand.
What goes on at the group – well, that’s one thing I do get asked about a few times. It is a lot of sitting about and talking, but then I enjoy a similar level of socialising with my mates down the pub. The only difference is at Chams, I don’t have to watch what I say. There are no secrets and that, for me at least, is very liberating.
Later on, we cleared up and I got changed. I wasn’t long but most folk had started to leave by that time and I was left to lock up. That’s something I’ve never had to do and it was kinda odd: pulling the door shut with my clothes all packed away and my face bare, it seemed like a chapter ending. At least, a chapter from a well loved and enjoyable book – with luck, one I shall be coming back to again.
Take care and I hope the weekend is kind to you,
[ Today’s lyric: How to Save a Life by The Fray ]
PS: In other blog news, Staci – she of Femulate fame – has posted one of those before and after group shots. It’s a subject that somehold grabs my attention. Not sure I’m brave enough to show you all how I look 99% of the time 🙂 ]