Today was a good day. It started by putting on a white sweater top and combining it with a red mini skirt. I then wore it to deliver coffee to Lori (she was around the corner sitting with our granddaughter. It made for a great start to the day.
That set of clothes didn't last long, it was freakin'
cold today. I changed into jeans. Then there was a coffee drop on the top - into the wash that went and a different top went on. Covered that up with my new wind breaker jacket to go for a dog walk.
Most of the day was spent tending a small fire we started to burn out a tree trunk. Very windy, had to watch it close. While Lori and the little ones were off on the go-carts the import granddaughter (14) came out. Nothing special until I started talking a little about me. That opened the door. I let her know that I'm open to all questions, reserving the right to not answer due to her age.
We really had a good talk and covered a lot of topics. I think I helped ease her a bit. Specifically she asked how I knew, whether I planned on an operation or not, and I talked about my mood swings and depression. She kind of got a kick out of the fact that I'm about her age in puberty changes
Another good thing that we discussed. I brought up the depression caused by my 'guy look'. She just looked at me and said, "You don't look like a guy, you look like a girl". To top that, we hosted her 14th birthday a week or so back and she brought to gal friends with her. She said that both of them thought that I was a girl until she introduced me and told them about me.
There's more, too much to type. It can be summed up the same way that I started ... Today was a good day.
