Upps, I told someone at work

I didn't need to tell anyone, done 37 years on the workforce, never missing a day and never had the need to tell anyone.
But I did.

Does it change who I am?
I mean I still working out at the gym to increase my muscles, still taking tablets that "should" increase my testosterone (not that I've ever really had much of that except that one time when the doctor injected a tonne of it in to my arse cheek and I couldn't sit down for 2 weeks), I still work hard and like to play hard.

I could delete this web site (dump my clothes and make up - who hasn't done that a few times before).
I could re-invent myself....
win Lotto, buy skis and live for the winter snow
Sell the house, give the money to the wife and go bush.
I remember the days when I was "tough" even with my short, light weight body needing very little to survive in the bush, better than average with a 308 rifle and spending hours doing martial arts.

But this softer life, with my amazing wife and kids, is sooo much more fun.

Weekend gardening except for a brief escape

Wife and I differ when it comes to interests.
She likes gardening during the day and in the evenings, watching renovation shows.
I like shopping, reading and the occasional movie (current book is a scientific book about magnetism in the universe and I've just finished watching Saving Private Ryan for the 3rd time since it was released).

This weekend I've been all out helping my wife in the garden (after last weekends little blowup, why wouldn't I try to make the weekend special), but she did give me 4 hours leave for some girl time.

Sunday morning
I was awake by 5.30 am, laid in bed another hour hoping sleep would re-commence, it didn't so I slipped into my pink & black 3/4 tights, push up bra and sporty, semi-see through light blue top.
One of my girls was up and in her sports tights and getting ready for a run when I exited the house and headed to the gym.
Had a nice little chat with the gym instructor.
If you ever want a strange sight, me dressed feminine and using bar bells to work my biceps while wearing bright red nail polish. It's not like I ever had much testosterone, but I did like having visible muscles when I was 20 and I really want them back again.
After an hour at the gym, I headed for the "family change room" (don't want to use the men's, can't use the ladies, so they allow me to have a private change area), got changed, put on make up except my wife has my mascara - again.

I got to Sylvia Park Mall around 8.45 am, found cheap mascara that will be fine until my daughter steals it next weekend, once she gets home from Uni. I also tried on 2 lovely summer pants outfit in the same department shop.

9.30 am I got to have a morning coffee with a friend who's fairly new to presenting as a female and spent another hour helping her with shopping, encouraging her into trying new styles etc.

Dog Box and losing a car

Dog Box

Quite a simple thing and it only took her 24 hours to get over.

Having a semi-free Saturday, I advised my wife we can do whatever she wants up until 2 pm, at which time I had to pick up one of the girls. 

Wife likes gardening and after visiting several garden centers, she had me start "digging" holes for her 9 new plants. The number 2 hole was dug at 1.59, so I stopped and commenced my 2 pm pick up. Wife decided to dig the other 7 holes then accused me on not doing all the digging she wanted me to do. It doesn't really help that her attitude towards 2 pm usually includes all times between 2 and 2.59. 

Lost my little runabout car.

So my oldest daughter was given a car 3 years ago by her biological father, she's maintained it, paid insurance and road user charges for the last 3 years. Unfortunately last week after a argument, he phoned the police accusing her of stealing the car and demanded it's return. Well she lives rural and requires a car for work and since my little runabout is only lightly used between now and Christmas University holidays, we've allowed her to take it home (8 hours drive down the country). I filled up the tank for her and did the full maintenance so hopefully nothing for her to worry about until it returns.

40 minutes of girl time

This Morning (Sunday), got up at 6.30 and tried on my new light concealer and foundation. 2 oldest daughters "borrowed" my eye shadow, mascara and a few other things last  night but that isn't going to stop me from having a 30 minutes coffee before shopping for a big breakfast cook up - feeding up the oldest so she and boyfriend can do the long drive home with less food stops. 

Coffee and grocery shopping outfit

 Wife reading an interesting interview

After shopping and a quick change, I found wife in bed and rested with her as she read an interview with a prostitute. When asked about interesting clients, she responded with a story about how a high power executive found dressing in stockings and heals found it relaxing - wife laughs and says "bet you can relate to that", I just smiled back.

Weekend escape with wife, and the week before

5 August
Weekend to the Bay of Islands with wife and friends, but getting there in girl mode, stopping for a coffee in Whangarei.

 That's the wife's skirt & shoe but not as much fun as I expected.
I'm used to people looking at me and they usually smile, as did the staff and another customer I chatted too, but unfortunately wife is not used to people looking at her and smiling.
She feels they are judging her badly for associating with me, so it's the second & last time Rachel will go out with her in public.
Before we got to the friends house, she helped wipe the make up off my face (remember your mum doing that after dinner when you were 6, well it felt like that).

Absolutely amazing winter weekend with friends, wine and great food.

31 July
Trip to buy more make up, daughter reckons I need to go 1 or 2 shades lighter with my concealer.
Decided to stop at the local pub on the way home.

28 July
Quick coffee, actually just want to wear a mini skirt out while the weather isn't freezing