Today has been a day of no meetings and given some of the back to back runs of late, this cool down period to ease into the weekend is rather lovely. Not that I’ve done nothing, I should add. Part of my role is to be creative with technology, so thinking space to explore and test is valuable.
Such creative work can also help me get into the zone. That moment where you’re involved in creating something new and deep into it. I used to find the same with baking or painting miniatures for tabletop gaming. Yes, I’m aware that the G in TG stands for geek in my case 😉
However, such work is also a good distraction when things aren’t quite 100%. Indeed, the two week gap between meetings at Chams did start to rankle a little. I was okay last week, and by Sunday I could feel the old Discomfort Gauge gently clacking away at the back of my mind. That tension I get when I can’t be ‘all of me’, if that makes sense. A sense of tenseness or being wound up, that I just can’t seem to shake off. With Wee Man and the Ever Lovely Mrs J often at home, there’s no capacity to grab a morning dressed differently. Ho hum. Still, you have to make the best of what have. It could always be worse! 😁
So, I threw myself into creative work stuff which clocked up the hours and mostly worked in terms of distracting me. I say mostly because it flattens the batteries and you can’t keep doing it long term. But writing about the issue – again, creativity – helps get the ideas and worries out of my head, even if that writing won’t see the light of day.
But with it being Thursday, it was – at last – a chance to be all of me again. I think it was Joanna who mentioned gender euphoria on her blog a few days back and while I’ve had some fab times out, for me at least, time spent in Lynn mode seems more the absence of disquiet. A bit like when that mild toothache or other random ache disappears, and you are pain free. Not that being in Richard mode is painful. Perhaps, more accurately, it’s like being sat in one position too long or out for a hike; after a while it can be uncomfortable and you need to change.
Still, I had my bag packed, outfit selected, and I chanced my hand at tweaking my makeup routine. Luckily the false eyelashes went on and stayed on. I’ve been watching some eye makeup tutorials for those of us blessed (/s) with hooded eyes and I was pleased with the results. Likewise with trying to overline my lips to try and bring some definition to my disappearing top. Apparently that’s fairly typical for gents of my age. Oh, for clarity: the loss of top lip size, not the overlining 😉 ProTip: start small and build up. Well, unless you want to look like Cruella De Ville 😁
Andie had used their shoe stretchers on some nude heels on mine (thanks Mrs), so they were much more wearable. Perhaps I need to revisit how I was using the similar model I bought? 🤔
Still, it is now the weekend and for Child 2, a long break of half term as we now have a fortnight off in Notts. No such luck for Wee Man, bless him. Welcome to HE 😉