Tag: it gets better

Keeping the green eyed monster at bay

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Hi, The other day, as queued to get into the car park, a lady about my age got out, to request a ticket. This was during the day, and near work, so she was in business mode. Smart skirt, sensible heels, nude tights and a good coat. I don’t know why I’m faffing around saying this next bit, but she looked great. I dunno, maybe commenting on random stranger’s outfits, still doesn’t sit well with me. Go figure. But, her outfit, isn’t main point, as it where, just the warm up. In the back of my mind, a little voice whispered: you’ll never manage that. I drove on and let that thought drift through my head. My gut reaction – […]

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Warm heart

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Hi, A post of light and dark this evening. If this isn’t your bag (baby), feel free to scroll on as required. 🙂 The Dark Last month, I visited a friend and found out, they’d been struggling with depression. Struggling, is now, perhaps too light a word for what they had. Swamped, drowned, consumed even. All words that may convey there sheer onslaught of what they went through, and, bless them, still are. They’re having treatment, but by no means are they out of the woods. Yes, it’s that type of serious, the poor bugger. I sat, listened, and sipped my tea as the story unfolded. I’ve made no secret, nor poster campaign, that I had depression. If being honest […]

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Pink Thursday

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Hi, I’m glad that working week is over. It was a bit of a slog. But, on to finer tales of daring do! Yes, it was Pink Thursday at Chameleons, and if I say so myself – actually, I don’t, lots of our number commented on how well it went. For balance, I’m wondering if we should do a session for our transmen. I know I could spare some shirts and trousers. Pink Thursday Unlike last time, I was away early and despite the issues with the traffic, I didn’t arrive too late. Plus, and unusually for Yours Truly, I only had the one outfit with me. I did have a chat with two new folk, as I got ready. […]

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Just about 10 years ago

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Hi, We’re a few weeks into the new year. Have you given up on your resolutions yet? Not that I’d judge you, that would be rude. 🙂 Plus, I’ve not set any. I’m going to carry on the following ideas from last year. Firstly, making a note of good things that happen, and pop these notes in my Memory Jar. That’s going reasonably well, and it seems to encourage being grateful and/or concentrating on the good stuff, rather than the bad. The other one is not getting angry about work. In days gone by, we’d plan and we’d implement things. Some areas would not go well, because others (Ed: she means management) would either interfere, or refuse to adjust their […]

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The Year That Was

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Hi, Welcome to the future, it’s 2016. Or, umm, welcome to the present day, or maybe even the past, if you’re reading this later than I posted it. Ah, perhaps more glorious speeches have been given, but this is a blog, not a rousing, morale boosting soliloquy from a horse. Maybe that’s what today’s leaders are missing, not using a horse in full battle armour. Certainly be more interesting than Death by Powerpoint. Ah, how my mind wanders…. 🙂 Family Christmas The observant amongst you, will notice I missed last week’s post. It was Christmas, so I think a gap here and there’s not too much to ask. I hope you had a good time, whatever you got up to. […]

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There in the storm

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Hi, I don’t know about you, but I find the run up to Christmas, can be a bit fraught. I suppose, it’s all about how much effort you put in. For me, there’s family stuff, work stuff and, of course, trans stuff. I would say it’s like juggling three balls, but that’s only setting myself up for some smutty giggling. 🙂 Little Miss had her school play this week and, bless her, it’s wiped her out. Four performances in three days and a slightly later than usual bedtime, do not a good rest make. Or, some of those words in slightly different order. I can’t work out if I’m channelling Yoda, or the great Mr Morecambe. American readers may wish […]

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