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When I finally got out of bed, I decided to make it a jammie day, and relax at home. Given that rain was expected, I wasn't in the mood to go out. Instead, it was time to clean out some of the mess on my side of the bed and make it a safe path for walking. This didn't require much walking, and it forced me to start tossing more things that have been taking up space - including a pair of boots whose cheap "leather" (if it did come from an animal) was falling apart. One thing I know is that I am buying a better class of feminine clothing than I did a decade ago.
Once I made some headway with the mess, I started to look at the mess on the chest in front of the bed. That will take even more work, as I have to sort things out and find places for all the things that I'm keeping that found a temporary home there.
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PS: Given that I am out and about and presenting as female most of the time, many of the things I write about are everyday occurrences that both trans and cisgender people experience. What would you like to know about being transgender that breaks this mold? Please let me know, and I will answer all questions if possible.
