I know I said I'd wait a few days before putting up the second part of the New years blog, but life gets in the way. Sorry - my bad! Three weeks later isn't too bad I suppose, better than three months.......!

Right, onto business. Part Two of the new years blog (checks last post to see where I got up to - memory like a sieve sometimes!). There have been lots of opportunities to be myself recently. Lots of either evenings or days out, lots of changes in myself to contribute towards the ultimate outcome. Changes that needed to happen otherwise my favourite pastime of procrastination would takeover.

January 2016 has been a pivotal month for me 1.0. My last birthday as my birth incarnation  - I'm not using the word gender yet as I feel it's too early to use that in regard to the changes that are going to happen. The last hurrah as the old me. The transformation of me 1.0 and me 2.0 into me 3.0. Get the idea? After January, things would never be the same again. How could they be?

Because of this, me 2.0 wasn't really around for the bulk of January. That was a deliberate act on my part, due to the changes that would be happening. Most of my birthday week (I'd taken the week off of work) was spent as me 1.0, although me 2.0 was about for some of it. It was a busy week for us both in lots of ways. Lots of visiting, lunching, alcoholing, spending.........but very rewarding.

So, where did I fit into all of this? The plan was to be in the background for all of January, but, as we all know, life doesn't work that way. After new year, was the amazing show that is Rocky Horror. Me 1.0 had noticed that it was showing again in the local city around the middle of last year. So I thought long and hard about going (all of about 2 seconds) and after asking a few other people if they wanted to go, booked 10 tickets. All I had to do now was decide what I was going to wear.

I decided to go as the Usherette from the beginning of the stage show. I already had a Beehive wig (a bit of fun I purchased last year) so all I needed was a dress. Thank you eBay! You've come to my rescue yet again. Outfit sorted, I was all ready. The day came and.......I was pretty underwhelmed. Last time I went, being me 2.0 was all new and exciting. However, as I am me 2.0 more and more often, it was a bit of an anti climax.

Last time it took me 3 hours to get ready, this time, only 90 minutes. The makeup was easier as I have had plenty of practice now, I was already defuzzed from New Year and I wasn't using the enormous amount of engineering  I had last time. Don't get me wrong, I still had a fabulous time. The show was fantastic, the cast amazing and I had a good group of people around me. (Not all of them know about me 2.0). It's just the thrill of dressing up wasn't there.  I suppose last time it was all new and it was the start of the journey. Now I've made the decision, it's just the 'norm'.

Lets roll on a few weeks. The weekend before my birthday. An impromptu dinner party with a couple of good friends. They live about an hour away from me, so I stayed overnight. I glammed up, as I fancied a good dress up for the first time in a few weeks. Red lippy on, black heels on, I was ready to go. So, over I drove. The friend  whose house I was staying at also has an alter ego. We have helped each other grow in confidence and will continue to do so. The third member of our party is someone who is going through opposite process to the one I will be undergoing - female to male.

We had a few drinks at the house and then we decided to go to a local, country pub. I was a bit apprehensive. A country pub, two alter egos and a transgender man (A Jeremy Kyle episode?). However, I had no reason to be. The landlord knew of my friends alter ego and it was quite relaxed. So back we went. Dinner was cooked, more drink was drunk and the rest I'm afraid I cannot divulge. The intimate fantasy that was enacted happened and I thoroughly enjoyed every last second of it. I won't forget it in a hurry!

I left the next day with a huge grin on my face and a happy heart. It probably won't ever happen again - I'm a realist, but it was a huge tick off of my list. I wasn't expecting it to happen which made it even more enjoyable. It really bought out my feminine side it all felt right. It felt normal. How it should be.

I've a lot  more to tell, so I will leave it at this tonight, but I will post again before the end of the week - I promise! My birthday week, more people knowing, a dose of realism and the start of the physical changes are all to be explored.........