Donuts, Dresses, and Doing the Damn Thing

Today was the first full day with my wife and son away at camp. Just me and the girls at home.

We got up early and went to get donuts and watch the sunrise. It’s something I didn’t do until my 30s, and I want to make sure they don’t miss those little joys. It was sweet. Simple. Worth it.

After that, we chilled for a bit, then I dropped them off at my in-laws around 9am. The plan was to spend the whole day as Michelle—lean into a full-on housewife fantasy and surprise my wife by deep-cleaning the house while she’s gone.

And I mean... I sort of did that.

But also?

I went out as Michelle.

Like, OUT out.

Not just a walk around the block. Like, errands. In public. Fully dressed.

I was terrified. Like full-body shaking, heart-pounding nervous. I’ll have a full post about it on the main blog tomorrow if you're curious, but short version? I chickened out on two restaurants, managed to get groceries, chickened out again, and finally got lunch at a gas station. Yeah. Big trans girl energy right there.

Came home, did a little more cleaning, picked the girls up, made dinner. Then they asked to go to the park. I was so tempted to say no. But they’ve got rain coming in, so I took them—and ended up getting a nice little walk in while they played.

I also got my weekly plan done, wrote this post, and I’m actually headed to bed on time.

Today was long. And overwhelming. But it was good.

Comments

  1. Dear Michelle, I am visiting your blog for the first time and am of course curious to hear more about your day out and possibly see a picture or two of you running errands. Love, Franzi

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