Strange times

 Thursday

My work is trying to get everyone back in the office, however the finance team as a whole seems to be getting special treatment. I am also one of the few who's office was closed for good during covid. I was asked what I would be prepared to do, and I suggested going in a few times a month.

The nearest office to me that has space is at Burton upon Trent , which enables me to drive past Chams on the way home if the planets align with my dates.

The first such occurrence was Thursday. I had gotten there quite early, as I really couldn't be bothered working for any longer. But didn't have long to wait as Lynn turned up quite early, and I said hello in the car park. She was able to identify me by my voice at least. 

I had heard the news of the Queens death on the way over, which was all rather unexpected. I guess they go pretty quick at that age. 

I did an insta-izzy basic transformation, which seemed to go quite well, and donned a Voodoo Vixen mustard polka dot dress for the evening. I had taken the blue platinum wig because it was already in a box from the last LFF.

Shortly after I manged to score a lovey black lace dress from Lynn , which given the events is a rather suitable outfit. Not that it is a funeral outfit at all, more the colour I mean. I tried it on for size, and then thought might as well keep it on.

There was a new person - new to me at least, who seemed really nice. It was a good evening overall, although was pretty tired by the end of it. I had bought some nice biscuits from Trowel on the way, chocolate with ginger. 

Joanna was absent with childcare duties which was a shame as I know how much she misses the meetings.

Music seemed to be one of the main topics of the day, and Nirvana's 'In Utero' got a negative mention. This again was a bit of a coincidence, as on the way back I was getting very frustrated at the radio stations who had all been told to go to a subdued playlist. So I hit the CD button, and was blessed with 'In Utero'. Which to be honest didn't keep me entertained that long as I skipped a lot.

Friday - I had a few drinks with my brother after work. I wasn't sure if he had been given the task of finding out what is going on with me. He is being super nice and telling me he is around if I need to talk. 

Perhaps my parents have put him up to it. Anyway I largely avoided talking about everything Izzy related, although couldn't help mention going out around a few places.

I am popping to my parents next weekend. I will see if any more questions arise.

Saturday - we did family things in man-mode, we went to Barnsley and went around the new Glassworks shopping centre. Ate out at the 'Falco Lounge' there. I had Slow-cooked beef brisket, black beans and mature cheddar served with spicy rice, spring onion, red chilli and yoghurt. It was lovely.

Managed to get my wife to help me purchase an autumnal patterned Kurt Muller dress off the market, which was nice of her.

I went for a run later in the evening to try and burn off the calories.

Sunday - I got dressed to do a load of photo's for Insta. I had a backlog of dresses to try on, and also a lace chemise to hide the boob area of some dresses I had not felt able to wear as my forms were visible. They all seemed to work quite well !

Which is nice as they would really have been a waste of money otherwise.

I must add that I don't just buy them for Insta, I actually want to wear them out. But it's useful to have a try on day, and get lots of photo's to narrow down options for choosing :)