Today’s post will be a bit of a flying visit. It’s been a busy week and with us having half term on a jolly, it’s all systems go. So, why am I updating a blog? Well, I like doing it and as I can grab ten minutes to upload a few thoughts via mobile, why not. It keeps me happy.
Which brings me on the current struggle with the lack of medication. I had thought about starting the post with there’s a war in my head, but A) that’s overly dramatic (even for me 😛 ) and B) it’s not true. It’s more like my mind is a tumble drier set on non-crease. Just when I think things are making sense, the laundry gets another turn over. 🙂
I was, by my own making, in a bit of a flap yesterday. Somehow I had lost track of what day it was. I know, I don’t know how, but hey ho. So I hadn’t packed anything and I was later home than I’d have liked. I was very much in a spot between do I or don’t I? Stay in and risk missing out, or go through the whole faff of packing, a shower and then trekking out to Nuthall. Why do we, trans folk that is, get wound up about this? With some tea drunk – the British cure-all? – I felt a little better and decided to make the most of it.
As to the evening itself, it was pretty quiet, but not in a bad way. Despite winding myself up about the lack of time I’d have when there, I think it was…. for want of a better phrase… more quality than quantity. I had a really lovely chat with Alison and Sophie while I got ready. Then I caught up with Pat and Patty (I think that last name is right. Apologies if not). We spoke about divorce and recovering from serious illness. Yeah, I know that’s a bit heavy, but life happens. I guess it goes to show that in the long swing of things, I’m getting off lightly compared to others.
To make a bit of a change, I decided to forgo the usual leggings, jeans or dress, and go with a skirt and top combo. It seems ages sinces I’ve worn a dress and (relatively) low heels. I also noted that I’m struggling a little with too many plain tops. I think that’s why I gravitate towards dresses (because of the patterns). Also, my mascara has died a death, so a reason to go shopping.
For those of you Invading tonight. I hope you stay safe and have a good time.
In other news, the stand up gig is getting a little complicated. It’s on in Leicester (no probs), although the training session I have to go to, that’s when I’m on holiday. Guess we’ll see what happens. Fingers crossed eh? 🙂 Oh, and it’s supposed to be for a PG audience, so there goes a load of my trans related jokes.
[ Today’s lyric: Club Foot by Kasabian ]
PS: 401st post. Woo. 🙂