I did it. I actually did it!
My apologies for not getting back and sharing the details with you all earlier. This is the first chance I've had to log on this weekend.
On Friday evening I decided I would have an early night since I was going to be up early. I had a shower and shaved everything - not one hair left anywhere below my head. Poured myself a glass of wine and did my nails very carefully (Rimmel Baby Pink).
I was feeling very nervous so I had another couple of glasses of wine (just to make me sleep), went to bed with the alarm set for 5:30.
I was awake before the alarm so up and into the shower, then covered myself from head to toe in moisturiser. I dressed in front of the bedroom mirror - first a frilly pink thong then skirt, blouse and shoes. A liberal spray of perfume on my neck and wrists. I thought I looked good - or as good as I'm ever going to look! Since I'm over six feet tall and didn't wear a wig no-one was going to take me for a woman but I felt really feminine.
I drove to the supermarket - a Tesco Extra where they are open 24 hours a day. When I got there I was surprised how many cars were in the car park as it wasn't quite 7:00am yet. I sat in the car for a few minutes wondering if I could go through with it and almost started the car and drove home. Then I found my courage and got out of the car - there was no-one near by - and walked to the entrance. I have been practising walking in heels and I tried to walk as much like a girl as I could.
I got my trolley by the entrance and still I hadn't encountered anyone. But I did when I walked in - there were lots of people in doing their shopping. If I hadn't had the trolley to hold onto I think I would have fallen over my legs felt so weak.
I spent about thirty minutes shopping and got everything I needed. I had decided when I planned the trip that I wouldn't just dash in and out and I didn't. I know that I did get lots of looks and double takes and I'm sure there a few giggles but no-one said anything to me. I just stood up straight and tried to look as if everything was completely normal. My skirt was quite short so I had to remember to be careful when I got things from the lower shelves. A couple of women actaully smiled at me and so I smiled back. I don't know whether their smiles were sympathy or amusement!
I picked a check-out with an attractive, friendly, middle-aged assistant and queued up. When I got to the till she looked straight at me for a few seconds and then behaved completely normally. I packed my shopping, paid and set off back to the car with my trolly.
I cannot tell you how good I felt. Elation. Like a real girlie. I still can't get over it and now I'm planning what I should do next (suggestions welcome).
I love you all.
