Stuff

My friend Fiona, also a transgirl, is throwing me a bridal shower today.  I guess I’m kind of looking forward to it.  I don’t know a lot of details about what we’re going to do yet.  I’m sure we’ll have fun, but I don’t really like being the center of attention so I’ll just have to suffer through it.  Megan keeps talking about a bachelorette party too, so that’s another thing I probably won’t be overly excited about.  

I’m definitely feeling much more like my old self these days after the hormone change and all my crazy mood swings.  It’s a really weird feeling to know that I’m acting completely irrationally, but to not feel like I have any way to keep myself from acting that way.  Cindy told me a few weeks ago that I have been crying more than her baby.  I wanted to punch her in the face.  Haha.  I never would.  I’m not the violent type.  But just the fact that the idea popped into my head makes me feel bad.

I got a package in the mail from my surgeon about things I can start to do to prepare six months before my surgery.  It was nice that it wasn’t just a bunch of generic pamphlets, but was actually information specific to me.  Most of the preparation they suggest were things I’ve already done or am already doing.  I thought it was odd that there was a little information about changing your legal gender on things like your drivers license and birth certificate.  I did that years ago.  I’ve been "legally" a woman for a long time.  

Megan showed up last night so she could attend the shower today.  She wants to go for a run this afternoon.  It’s about 95 degrees outside so I’m trying to talk her out of it.  How about a swim instead….wouldn’t that make more sense?

It was this time last year that Guy and I were at the Grand Canyon and he proposed to me.  I’m a little nostalgic for that trip because we had such a good time.  It was also insanely hot throughout the middle of the country, just like it’s been recently.

At my new job, all the bathrooms are unisex.  That’s how I always figured they should be.  Of course, they are all single-stall bathrooms.  I’d like to see a world where there are multi-person unisex bathrooms.  I’ve only encountered that once, and it was at a nudist resort.  I guess they figure it matters less if you’re already naked.