Favourite quote

What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived.
It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.
- Nelson Mandela

Thursday, August 19, 2021

In lockdown number 4

Monday, I managed to get to the library and pick up a few books. I've gotten to the stage of not worrying about 3 days without shaving or applying makeup. Maybe something in the universe was telling me I'll have plenty of time for book reading


Tuesday, on the way home from work I decided to have a coffee stop, wearing one of my daughters blue and pink jumper and black pleated skirt. 


Sorry, this photo doesn't show the pleated skirt so I've done another photo for you. I was kind of hoping to get to H&M this week to buy one in my size, this extra small is a bit tight 😊

Anyway, about an hour after my coffee at Coffee Club, the government announced a snap lockdown at midnight Tuesday (6 hours notice). We had 1 case of community transmission of Covid. 3 days later and after a lot of testing, there were 25 people out there unknowing spreading it. Hopefully the next 5 days we won't top 120 and we can relax (assuming twats aren't breaking the rules, otherwise we could be out of work for weeks to come).

As for me, I've worn womens clothes each morning and afternoon, built some steps in the back yard and painted a trellis ready for installing on the front porch (someone built a 2 story next door that looks onto the porch). Lockdown gives me the time to do those projects that have been waiting on free time.



Saturday, August 14, 2021

Day without commitments :)

 I'm a free man(?) for a day, what to do?

First of all take daughters size 1 slinky evening dress from the pile of her throw out clothes accessorize it so it looks more casual, keeping the tight arse lower half in display (hope it doesn't show my G string too much) and go have an 8 am coffee at a nice shop in a posh area.

8.55 am, in the hope of moving more freely, lose the high heels and super tight dress and replace with a nice shiny green skirt for a stroll around Newmarket shopping mall once it opens. I got to see inside most dress shops, tried on a few outfits. I really wanted to re-check the H&M pleated skirt to make sure I didn't want it but ended up trying on a few different more business like outfits.

I didn't get to fool anyone, not that I was trying too, I was just relaxing and enjoying being feminine. Anyway, after Newmarket I also visited Sylvia Park to check out the outfits in Zara and Kookai.

In the end, I decided I would rather spend my money on buying some driving lights for my car.

After a couple of coffees, I decided to get changed, head home and help my daughter buy a new bed for my grandson, then help her re arrange the furniture to accommodate his larger bed.

 This evening was filled with a few relaxing beers and watching an action movie.


Monday, August 9, 2021

WTF

So I was relaxing at McDonalds around 7.30am, had a coffee. 

Nothing really to mention, but on the way out passed a young man, mid 20's I guess, who was smiling while scanning me (not sure if he thought me pretty or thought me mad, I didn't ask).

We swapped pleasantries as I left the building.

So here's where it gets a strange.. I realized afterwards he had a nice face, attractive smile, good manly chest and arms and I found myself wondering what it would be like having a cuddle with him. Not that I ever would even if I could.

I mean, where does that even come from? does it mean living more feminine over a long time makes me get female feelings? is it an age thing? is it because I've cuddled females for so long I felt like having something different?


On a side note, daughter bought an amazing skirt, one that I liked when it was first in the shop but until I saw it on her, I didn't realize how pretty it actually was - so I rushed to the shop and found non. Sometimes I regret not buying stuff when they first hit the shelves.


 

Tuesday, August 3, 2021

Decided to have dinner on the way home

 Normally I'm home first and cook dinner about 4 times during the week.

Today I decided it was someone else's turn to cook the dinner and I stopped at the pub on the way home from work.

Once I got home, I discovered todays cook was the owner of this cute skirt, which I've borrowed a couple of times in over the last 10 days. Secretly, it's my favorite just because it feels so nice on my legs.


It doesn't mean I haven't worn others this week that aren't also nice, I just don't have any decent selfie photos as the phone sits on the tables, the same tables that hides my skirts 😞