Getting fed up with this Crossdressing need

Wish I could be happy being "normal". 

Well not the normal "shouty" ,"angry", "chip on the shoulder" type male, but the chilled out relax male.

Maybe I'll win LOTTO and become a free roaming sailor with the big beard and dark dry old skin from years on the big oceans, or may disappear into the woods for a decade. Both sounds nice to me.

But I'm stuck in the 9-5, suburbia life, doing Halloween, Christmas, Easter stuff.

Job 1) renovate house

Job 2) get car serviced

Enjoy..... Coffee and the garden center.

Enjoy.. a community car show, but with all the big cameras around from the local press and other enthusiasts, I exited quite fast (Chev's, Ford Ts, hot rods, I'm sure were all here last year anyway) and headed to Bunnings for paint for job number 1.

Bad influance

So recently, KMart has been selling nice tight shiny tops. They obviously know what I like and one of my daughters is into the same material and encouraged me to buy my own.

This morning, I pulled out one of my 10 year old shiny tops and dressed it up with fish nets (not really into stocking, but why not live on the edge).

It wasn't really the look I felt comfortable in by lunchtime, so I tried to go for a more business look, but still with a tight shiny top.

Unfortunately during lunch, a work colleague rang up and turned a pleasant lunch break into a painful lunch as he ranted for 20 minutes about the company. It's actually a good company but there's a couple of people in management who got the job, not by skill or ability but because they have sat in the office for 20+ years.

Anyway, on the way home, I decided to swap to a more playful skirt and have an ice cream at the beach since it was such a lovely day.

 I forgot that wind, long hair and ice cream are not the best combination. While crossing the pedestrian crossing, a bunch of lads in a passing car, who probably don't get to see crossdressers often, got a bit loud. I've no idea what they were saying, but they were obviously excited about something. I probably would have waved, but I was trying to hold my skirt down, holding my ice cream, phone and car keys.

I used 2 make up wipes before getting home and after greeting my wife at the door with a kiss, she says "you've been out and you still have make up on". I must be going blind as I couldn't see it (but then I'm not actually female enough to see "everything").

Printer hell

Last month, due to wife working from home a few days per week, I decided to update my MFC printer (we both do quite a bit of ADF scanning and the old ADF was showing an error meaning only flatbed scanning was available). Wife likes to print with black ink only documents.

Anyway, unable to afford a Canon or Brother MDF, I got a cheap printer knowing it will be costly in ink. So the other day, the machine told me we needed to replace the Black ink, so I went and bought one and fitted it. That night he printer refused to print in Black because it thought the Cyan ink was empty so I raced off to the shops before they closed (20 minutes each way) and bought Cyan ink and fitted it. Everything looked good for about 2 minutes as it checked the Cyan ink and then it reported the Yellow was empty. Having driven to the shops twice for the stupid machine, once for Black, then again for Cyan, the third time I decided to buy both the Yellow and Magenta just in case it decided the Magenta was empty after I fit the Yellow - and guess what, it did. I've never had a machine that ran out of Black, Cyan, Yellow and Magenta all after the last black ink page it printed, normally one or two inks should still have enough left over to put ink on paper for a few prints.

All in all, because it only initially reported the Black ink and stopped working and every time one full ink was replace it would then report a different ink empty - the machine was unusable for 2 days - My old Canon told me exactly what was empty and what was nearly empty AND it would print black even if the three colours were totally empty.  

While picking up the two remaining inks colours this morning, I decided a coffee and a bit of clothes shopping would be fun (okay, we were also out of milk and toilet paper as well). I had breakfast earlier in the week in this dress at a cafe and the gentleman at the next table had a confused look when he saw me, I was nearly tempted to say hi and that I'm also confused but he was busy with reports, so maybe it was work that confused him and not me, although I probably should have shaved off my 5 o'clock shadow. 

My breakfast is normally around 6.30-7.30am, so occasionally I stop at a cafe in the industrial area I pass through on my way to work for breakfast. There's normally quite a few "Hi Vis" wearers having breakfast at that time as well. Staff know my coffee preference 😁 

Time to sell the family home

After 15 years of living and modifying the family home as my family has needed rooms (sharing a bedroom isn't good for young adults), moving internal walls, adding extra bathroom, stripping and re modeling the main bathroom and kitchen, it's time to downsize and lose the bank loans. So if anyone wants a 3 bedroom plus an attached granny flat, swings and trampoline for the kids (or grandkids), this is the perfect and versatile home for you.

So 3D modeling not really my thing, but climbing the trees on the property with a chainsaw is still fun.

Anyway, this weekend we have about 7 open homes to see if any will be suitable for just the two of us. I will probably be selling off all my tools as I head into a more elderly appropriate lifestyle. While there's many new units, they fail in my need for 2 car parks as 80% of units only have one car park.

So this week, basically just coffee stops in girl mode, it was nice getting my blue skirt out of storage as the days are getting warmer. Oh yes, I decided to wear my hip and bum padded underwear, even though I don't think it helps with the look, they feel very silky 😀 I did learn, doing long drives in padded pants isn't fun, sitting in a car seat for more than 20 minutes becomes a pain in the arse.

I was wearing silver/grey leggings while washing the house, clearing out the gutters and touching up the odd bit of exterior paint but wasn't really feeling "the inner girl" while doing all that work.

277 Broadway shopping center

Enjoying my summer skirt

OMG - I could be gay

I've never had a high sex drive, Linda was my first (after a night of heavy drinking), Allison 5ft nothing and sung like an angel, Rachel with two different eye colours, wife number one and now the love of my life.

Don't get me wrong, all of them were born with a vagina (I hope, it wasn't really interchangeable in those days). 

All were hot and identified as females. 

But here's the rub - over the last 40 years, I've NEVER had any of them tested for chromosomes (I'm not a scientist, so was happy with just a visual inspection).

Thinking about this fact, Rachel would have been the most likely to be an XY,

Now Rachel was dynamite in the bedroom and in the kitchen, but she couldn't cook to save her life, probably couldn't even make a jam sandwich, AND I never saw her using a vacuum cleaner, so now I'm thinking, could she have been a man???

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Saturday morning - Gearing up for a day or two of rejuvenating the house, got all the paints and stuff, but the paint roller tray died years ago. Got home, changed into my scruffy clothes and spent the weekend fixing all the damaged / stained paint in the house. All those other things that have been waiting for years "to do" (flooring repairs, fixing some trim around windows, patching the ceiling) were completed by Sunday night.