In only ten days, my four-month countdown to GRS will begin.

I'm not counting the days, at all!

For the next several months, I will continue weekly electrolysis treatments on the surgery area. These are exquisitely painful. At times, I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out. Or telling my electrologist to stop.
Today, three recruiters called me. One tried to interest me in a job in another state. I immediately turned that down. If that state had been California, Oregon, Washington, New Jersey, Massachusetts, Hawaii (:)), Maine, New York and some others I might have been tempted.
Another opportunity was for a 3-month
Danya (imported) wrote: Thu Oct 21, 2010 8:32 pm
contract-to-hire position in a nearby suburb. The
description was a close match for my skills set. The recruiter seemed really interested in me, too. She was supposed to email me details today. So far, I haven't gotten those. She did tell me my verbal acceptance was enough for her to submit my resume to the hiring company. Maybe she has done that. I will call her tomorrow to check.
Whether or not anything comes from this, I am confident of finding another job. It may not happen quite as soon as I would like; I'll do what I need to for survival. Including move to another city if I must. Or hold several part-time jobs at the same time.
Tomorrow, I will meet with a recruiter whose agency is in the Willis (nee Sears) Tower. This is a quick walk from my office.
Everything at the office is going very well. Since the other contractor in my group left last week, more tasks are coming my way. My boss is showing signs that she now realizes the high quality of my work.
Yesterday, I received terrific feedback from a supervisor in another department. Today, I led another meeting. A permanent employee who participated, from another group, later stopped by my desk. She thanked me for speaking out at the meeting on an issue no one else seemed to want to face.
I'm determined that when this contract ends, I will leave behind a lot of favorable impressions. This may come in handy later.
It was more than a few months ago that I sent an email to my undergraduate college. I was letting them know that I had transitioned genders. I was not sure that they would print my announcement. Three years ago, a school official stated the college had never had a trans student. [Later that year, I was invited to speak with a group of trans students at the college.] And besides, the official added, what would other church schools think if they allowed a name change for a trans student?
Roughly two years ago, I learned of a dean who would likely help get my name and gender changed on my transcript. I worked closely with him, sending several letters justifying my case. The registrar's office agreed with me. I was issued a new transcript and diploma with my then new name. The dean later told me that other former students, who happened to be transgender, had tried to accomplish the same thing and failed. So perhaps others will be helped by my actions.
The official name and gender change was never an issue with my two grad schools.
Today, the semi-annual class newsletter arrived in the mail. I was pleased to see my transition news was included. In my note, I did something I seldom will now. I included my former, male name. I had no choice if I wanted former classmates to know who I am. In addition, I provided my personal email address in case anyone should wish to write.