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Hi there all. I have mentioned that I was applying to an internal post at work, and that it implies that I will by an acting fleet manager. On the 30 September 2015 I was officially informed that my application for the post was successful. The amazing part was, that all my competition were butch guys and little feminine old me won the race, and I didn't come second, third or any other number other then number 1. I started on 7 October 2015 at 07:30 and my first day was a blast. I enjoyed the new challenges that were thrown my way. And day one ended exhausted and going to the gym with a friend. But I enjoyed every second of it. On day two, I found new damages to a vehicle and had to write persons for damaging the vehicles. I know that you can feel and possibly strip one nut of the wheels and not the rest. So I was super pissed off when all six on the one wheel were stripped and good. Today we started out sorting the vehicles and I ended up helping to clear an office my previous commander was in and an even older commander will be occupying. I am so glad that I am getting him back that I want to see if he answers me, but I don't want to be dissed or not answered because, I don't know if he is ready for the work he will need to do. I am now done with day three and all is well, I had my targets performed for the day and I'm systematically sorting out the backlog of the previous regime, but I should also know, there was not commander in that post for about a year. So it is remarkable that I have maintained the quality of standards that I would want in a work place. Okay, what I am doing is to get all the things my boss would want, and that is my priority, but secondary function is to make certain that the vehicles on the police station are running and all in working order. I am doing this because, i need my people to take care of the vehicles and not to make me look like a fool around the guys. What made me laugh was, one of the guys I worked with saw me and made it clear that he is looking at my boobs as I am busy working on attempting to fix a flat. I laughed because I know he is harmless and if he messes with me, I will go to his wife and she will inadvertently sort him out. The thing that keeps me feeling like my shift is still loving me is... The one is telling me to never return to the shift because I decided to leave. But then our captain needed help and I told her, I don't need to help him and I can just get in my car and drive home as my time is up at work. The next thing I know is I get grabbed from behind and hugged, and they telling me how they missing me and I have only left them. Their days are quieter and no one is around to make them think on their feet, so they aren't even getting excitement. They missing me for my administrative skills, and my knowledge in the field as a functional uniform member that that knows my complaints, the books, how to deal with a complaint, take statements, certifications, and overall to deal with prisoners and the community on a whole. They missing me as it is feeling like the ship is sinking and the one that always had control of the pumps to ensure that the ship never flooded or even took up any water, has gone. Yes I am proud of myself for getting the post above all, the men that were just as capable as me in vehicle knowledge. The only thing they beat me in was that I don't have a truck license and don't intend to get one. I like and prefer to be driving only cars. Would I change my decision now that I have had a little taste of what is to come. I don't think so. I am enjoying myself to much and I don't think I would change it for the world. So my career is taking off and my love life too. Good for me. . Cheers for now people. I'm out. I am falling asleep in front of the computer. Night from #TransIsBeautiful #FemaleStrength #LovingYourself Michele

Good afternoon/morning/evening/Saturday? TGG friends, Yes, It's me again. No I havent died and no, nothing super dramatic has happened. I've just taken a lot of time to sort myself out and try and get my head straight. You'll be glad to know that I have been 'clean' or 'sober' of self harm for several weeks, and I am so far really loving my job. So far, I have not had a single day of dreading a workday aside from merely just being exhausted, getting used to 3rd shift. But it's getting easier. Speaking of, this'll be short since I'm on my way back to sleep. I've decided to cease communication (temporarily, I think.....) with a dear friend/sister of mine I met a year ago due to added stress and frustration. Seemed like every single time we talked, we fought. And I really just couldnt deal with it anymore. I've gotten a bit better with the silence and feel slightly better, though not 100% yet. But at least it's something. On another note, the cutting. I forced myself to stay away from it in attempts to keep that section of my bicep clean of open wounds...because I was going to cut myself off from it for good. How you might ask? Well, the pictures will explain. "We are not defined by how hard we fall" It took about four hours to do the outlining, and I go back in a few weeks to do the shadowing and detail work. My dear cousin and awesome tattoo artist Tim in Montpilier VT did everything freehand for me to make sure it were unique and custom, and I thank him greatly for it. It were insanely painful to deal with at times, especially around the top of the shoulder and back of the armpit area. But with something like this to look at every time I want to cut into that area, I know it'll stop me. Why would I destroy something I worked so hard for? Something I went through so much pain to accomplish? It's the theory anyway, and I'm staking a lot on that theory. Besides, the bf will strangle me if I cut up this tattoo. By the time it's done, it would have costed me about 800$ including tip. Out of my surgery funds I've saved myself. 800$ is not 10,000$, which is what I need for my surgery. So why not use it for something that might help me? Hurts to use my hard saved money that was reserved for my surgery, but I dont see myself getting it any time soon.....if at all. But....yeah. So now you all know what I've been up to. All my thoughts with you, Warren

I remember not so long ago taking spironolactone and estradiol where the prescription lasted six month then had to renew the prescriptions. Now after GRS I have a prescription for two years without a need to renew them. With medications mentioned it all changes, no more spironolactone and an ample supply of estradiol. I always try to keep extra on hand in the event of a emergency where pharmacies can not supply me with the medication I require for normal life. Something to think about, in that no matter what the meds are try and at least keep a weeks supply on backup, just in case.

That is good advice, and that is why I started using my script not at the end of the month when I go for my script, but a bit more then a week into the new month, so even if they don't have my whole order, they are maybe the half of the medication and I can go fetch it on another day. And I have been struggling with my Spirolactin for the last few months, and also had to return between week 2 and 3 for my remainder. Lots of love Michele

Hiya Michele. How are You Today Love, and have You managed to get rid of the Gastro ? I hope so, and I hope that You are feeling better ! I Am so Happy for You Michele, the fact that You have found Happiness and Love. Good on You Sweetie. I Am in a Marriage that is on the Rocks, and I Am looking to get out, But, when I see Good News, like You with Your New Relationship, it makes Me feel pleased, to think that somebody has found happiness, like You have. Michele, Good Luck Love, Take Care, and My Very Best Wishes, Stephanie. xoxo