It’s Friday evening as I write this; I’m here at home; and I’m really, really, wishing I was out of the house. And I was planning to be out of the house tonight. That was until this slight stuffiness and sore throat I woke up with this morning became much nastier as the day wore on. Now, my nostrils are even stuffier, my throat feels even more irritated, and I ache all over. Yeah, suddenly being struck by a cold during the first week of spring is no fun. And it’s even less fun when you were feeling fine literally 24 hours earlier.
The strange thing (for me) is that I felt almost perfect during the now concluded winter. Thankfully, I had no indications of a cold at all when winter was wrecking its havoc on the land and probably laid a few other people low with the cold or flu. I can’t say if it was due to the fact that it wasn’t all that nasty of a winter here in Madison, my taking precautions to keep myself healthy (Vitamin C is a blessing), or if it was sheer luck. My money is on sheer luck, because there were times when I wasn’t perfect with my precaution taking (e.g. not wearing a hat when it was below freezing). And when it comes to staying healthy during winter, those little missed precautions can add up until they turn into a big cold when you least expect it.
At least it is the weekend, when I can try to spend some time resting up and getting my strength back to 100 percent… and hopefully keep it at 100, as Larry Wilmore would say, for my work and volunteering commitments next week. What I wish I was able to do tonight is dress up and go to a crossdresser meet-up. Yeah, that was my initial plan for this evening. Heck, my heart was set on another night venturing out as Allison, with a welcoming haven the intended destination. Unfortunately, this cold that started out mild but got more irritable during the day scuttled my plans for tonight.
And it’s a shame, too, that I can’t be with them tonight, and there are two reasons for that. My last post had me talking about admiring my trans/CD sisters and brothers for stepping out, braving the elements, and showing their true selves to the world, and my desire to do the same as the warmer months begin to settle in. Of course, there’s an irony in that in that it’s a cold and not the nerves that is holding me back tonight. Well, that as well as not wanting to spread my germs to as few people as possible.
The other reason I wish I was at that CD to-do is somewhat sentimental: One of the planned activities was a clothing exchange, giving away some of the skirts, dresses, and such that we no longer want or need and possibly taking home something new that could suit us just right. Last night, when I was still healthy, I went through my closet trying on some of the dresses and skirts that no longer seemed to fit. And there were a few that didn’t. As I mentioned a while back, I’ve been on a weight loss kick since the end of January. And the results so far have been noticeable: I’ve had a net loss of 15 pounds as of this week, meaning the size 10 skirts and dresses that previously fit me must be replaced for the same in a size 8. And not only did they fit when I was a size 10, they looked good on me as well, enough so that I would post a few pictures of me in them on Flickr.
Hopefully, when I do meet up with my CD/trans sisters again (and I will), they will still be able to take some of my old clothing off of my hands. And sadly, it will mean farewell to that hot violet and black sun dress I enjoyed wearing during the spring. Ta-ta to that lime green top that had been in my closet for many, many years. Goodbye, with sobs, to that asymmetrical faux leather skirt that was a relative newcomer to my closet, but is now a size too big for me (I’m kicking myself for not going for a more snug Size 8 when I bought it a couple of years ago). For those and a few other items that I can no longer have in my closet, I hope that they will go to new homes, where someone will look as awesome in them the same way I once did.
And, hopefully, once I finally shake this darn cold and the timing is right, I will present those skirts and dresses in person, while I look good in the next new item that will take the place of those old clothes in my closet.