My monthly appointment with my cleaning lady. It's never certain when she's coming, and this gets in the way of my plans to go out en-femme, as I either have to get out early on the Thursday that she comes. Or, I have to stay en-homme until she has left, and then change into Marian for the rest of the day.
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This Thursday was the day I expected my cleaning lady to come. So I made it a point to pack up all of my feminine stuff after getting showered, shaved, made up, and dressed. This way, the little evidence that she has that there's a woman in my life would make her believe that I have a girlfriend, and not be that woman herself. Since she knows not to come in the morning, I knew that if I got out of the house by 1:00 pm, she wouldn't see me en-femme. So that goal was accomplished with some time to spare.
On the way to my weekly volunteer stint at the GLBT center, I stopped at McDonalds to pick up some lunch. Instead of eating in the car while driving, I figured that it was time to go inside and sit down for a change. This took up more time than I would have thought, but didn't delay me that much. And I was able to make it to the GLBT center by 2:30 pm, then stayed for about 3 hours doing some work on the computer.
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And then, it was off to game night. The first game we played was Spyfall. One out of several players is dealt a "spy" card, and he has to figure out where he is before the other players determine he's the spy. Normally, a round takes about 10 minutes to play, and I was found to be the spy after 10 minutes. However, the next round took less than a minute. We were supposed to be on a submarine, but couldn't make it obvious about it, lest the spy would figure things out. So when I was asked about what I liked most about the scenery, I answered: "lots of handsome men!" Everyone who wasn't a spy laughed, knowing that I gave the perfect answer. And the one person who didn't laugh had to be the spy. And in less than 60 seconds, this round was ended with a single question and answer. (It also helps that people know I am trans, and do not know what my sexual preference is.)
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All too early, it was time to go home. GFJ and chatted about things, including the latest regarding the problems with her Wasband. Since I can't go into any details here, all I can say is that I hope she is able to nail the cheating deadbeat. Once I got to my house, I let her get back to her sleuthing, and me to get upstairs to see whether my cleaning lady had come. It was obvious that she didn't come when I got in the door, and I found a message on my machine that she'd be coming tomorrow. AARGH! I don't mind this, but it will interfere with my plans for the day.