Well, here’s a silly thing. I’m doing my tax return and, while it’s never the most enjoyable thing in the world, it’s never reduced me to tears before!
Just a short update this one, mainly because I can’t see through the tears! I’m rubbish at keeping my accounts. You’re supposed to do them once a week but because mine are really simple, I do mine (expenditure anyway) once a year.
And this year’s loads more simple than normal because Georgie has done half of it already, back when we were still together. She did most of my last tax return as well, come to think of it – and just carried on, getting 2016-17’s half done.
I’m also going through all the old restaurant receipts and suchlike for things we did together. And the two things in tandem have made me cast my mind back and think: what if?
Our relationship may not have had the raw excitement of my last one, but Georgie was warm, lovely, friendly, chatty and completely dependable and trustworthy. Everyone she met loved her. I guess they still do.
And then you get to thinking about being trans – and will I ever find another partner as good as her again?
Who knows, eh?! I also remember Annie saying, when we broke up, that she needed time to get over her previous partner – she’d jumped from one relationship to another with barely a break. I totally get that now – you need time to grieve, though I thought my mourning for Georgie was done until tonight.
Anyway, mustn’t grumble. I’ve got more bus tickets and receipts for milk to input. Time to “man” up and get this thing done. The joys!
Andie xxx
Shazzl3 says
‘Cause you’re human, Andie xx
Andie Pas de Deux says
Bless you, Shaz. I felt a lot better after a good cry (God knows what I’ll be like on estrogen!) and I have a date to look forward to in the next few days, so what a difference 24 hours make! xxx