Today I dressed and decided to do something else besides flittering about the house like a diva so I decided to make a spice rack for my wife. It's only been about 15 years since I told her I'd do it

So I was just wearing a top, skirt and gym shoes - makeup, wig and earrings, of course. One must have at least a touch of femininity
So I chronicled the event by taking pictures (I'm such a ham!). As I was putting the finishing touches on the rack I heard the door upstairs open. It was my wife. I had told her I dressed Monday and I changed back before she got home out of respect for her. She appreciated that.
I heard her call down to me. I told her I was dressed, had lost track of time and was sorry. She came in to see me and I told her she didn't have to come in if she didn't want to. She talked to me just outside the workshop then I said I was okay with it if she wanted to come in. Just to give you an idea of what she saw here's a pic
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I turned to her and she had that you-look-silly look. I smiled at her and went back to touching up the finish. Then she said she had tickets to a play called Diva Diaries, a drag performance. Well you can imagine I was really very nicely surprised.
We just got back from the play and it was great. There were many references as to what it's like living transgendered. I identified with so much but the entire show was really top notch, and that's not because I'm biased.
After the show she asked me if I cried at all. I said no and asked her if she did to which she said yes. She told me one time was when one of the performers described her first experience of discovering a girl's world. She said "I thought of you and how that must be" Well I didn't cry during the show but I almost cried then. What a great lady!
I hope this is an indicator for the future. Maybe seeing me today so happy and actually doing something productive, maybe she realized what's stopping me from being all I am capable of is this nagging feeling that something is missing. Too often I can't focus on things, my mind strays. Lately I have been paying attention to why and it always points to the inner conflict. But today I was focused and never felt frustrated (I'm a perfectionist and I get frustrated easily). I just kept moving along because I wanted to give her a gift from Julie. I wanted her to see Julie is the one who gets things done. Julie is the one who doesn't get distracted. Julie is the one who is the better person.
I don't think that was a pre-meditated intent, it was more like it just happened. Whatever the reason, I did things Jim would have walked away from and that says something positive.