Look What the Cat Dragged In

It was a particularly restless night last night and I woke up this morning feeling anything but refreshed.

I staggered into the kitchen and went through the pre-programmed motions of making coffee, feeling very much the zombie. Then I went and got dressed.

I put on some cotton leggings and a top and looked at myself in the mirror… what a mess I was! Oh, well… Maybe if I wear boots…

021409-1555-lookwhatthe1That was certainly an improvement but I still looked, well, not good. I fussed with my hair, this way and that, alternating between awful and unmanageable, until I found something tolerable and decided that was the best I was going to be able to achieve.

Some jewelry… not much help there either, but my coffee’s ready by now, and once I wake up everything will be better… I hope…

Three hours and 4 cups later, I went to the bathroom. On my way out I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. There I was, still a gnome, but what hit me was that even though I looked bad, I looked female. And that was fine with me!

Hey, wait a minute! Didn’t I get into this crossdressing thing to be the impossibly beautiful woman GGs can’t be bothered to be? And now I can look in the mirror at the disaster I am today and feel… contented?

Something is really amiss here! Janie, you have some ‘splainin’ to do!