As I noted in my last post, my interview at the local health care industry was postponed until Monday. My electrologist assured me, via email, that she would keep this in mind at our Sunday afternoon appointment.

Meaning, she will use less current in the treatment so I will have less obvious redness by Monday morning. I hope!
I am not sitting around waiting to be offered the contract job. Since late this afternoon into late this evening, I have applied at a number of recruiting agencies, indicating I am willing to move to the locations I listed. I want to point out that for most of these, I would be moving at my own expense. Most of the rest of the day I spent preparing for the interview that will not happen now until next week.
My close Twin Cities friend would view one of these consulting firms as another manifestation of the 'evil empire.'

I do not think she would go quite this far. They are rated highly as a place to work. I would work directly for this firm, traveling to different client sites as needed. They provide excellent benefits. I like to travel, although I realize constant travel for a job can be very tiring.
Last night, I went to see "Iron Man 2." It was not as entertaining as the original, but it got me out of the house and to my first movie in many months.
When I returned to my car after the show, I unlocked the door and got in. I noticed that, on this chilly night, the car seemed nice and toasty.

Turns out I had left it running with my other set of keys in the ignition.

A friend noted, somewhat ominously, "You'll find this happening more frequently as you get older."
I responded that I have always tended to be preoccupied with thoughts that have little to do with what my body may be doing. When I was married, my ex-wife would try to drag me back to the 'real' world, saying "earth to (that name I used to go by)." She always thought I had my head in the clouds. It is likely my friend is also correct, though. I am definitely getting older.
Anyway, I was certainly preoccupied as I arrived at the theater. I keep trying to come up with new ways to find a job and alternative jobs. I was also listening to the Prelude to Act I of Die Meistersinger von Nurnburg. I suspect this was contributing to my distraction.

For some reason, and even though this is Wagner's sole comic opera (or music drama), when I hear this prelude I feel that I am naked and the music is rolling over and caressing my body. I know, this may be TMI!
So when my naked body is being caressed by insubstantial but powerful music while I am thinking about my life options, I tend to be just a little distracted.
Speaking of bodies, I finally seem to be noticing some enhanced breast growth long promised by my new HRT doctor. I even went out today, for the first time....well, never mind. I do not want to give out all of my secrets.
Then there is my hair. I am not sure Erica Ann knows this, although she was one of the instigators of this change. At least indirectly. Until two months ago, I always kept my own hair very short so wearing a wig would be as comfortable, and cool, as possible. Now that it is growing out, I am also dyeing it to match the wig color fairly closely.
This serves two purposes. It prevents stray gray hair from showing along the edges of the wig. My electrologist also assured me that this was the way to go in case I ever get into an intimate situation. Like that's going to happen.

Anyway, I would not want to shock some unsuspecting partner by revealing gray hair under a dark auburn wig.
Now that my hair has grown a bit, I think I will be able to go without a wig at some point. There are ways, known only to women

, to get this to look realistic even with a somewhat receding hairline. Anyway, lots of natal women have thinning hair. Mine is still reasonably thick over nearly all of my head.
I am so tired from this job search that I am going to take tomorrow off. Recruiters now have my cell number should they need to reach me. I will go to the Chicago Botanic Garden in the morning. I am still discovering new areas there. Last time, I found this very cool model train railroad garden. Unforuntately, I need to see my gender therapist in the afternoon and pay her not only for the visit but for a generic 'safe passage' letter.
Friday evening, I will go to Hunters nightclub
Danya (imported) wrote: Thu Nov 19, 2009 12:04 pm
for the first time in many weeks.
I'll work again Saturday.
Finally, thanks to the folks who keep this site running. I was feeling stressed out when I started writing this post and I am more relaxed now.