Today was work in the gallery day. I hung a monitor and hid power for it in the wall. I got hot, dusty, tired in the process. When I was almost done I thought to myself, this is a guy thing I'm doing. Than I thought, no, I'm one of those cool girls that do this stuff. That made me happy. Of course I was in drab, and have barely been on hrt (3 months), so I did look like a man, but felt like a cool chick.
Bari Jo