Change is hard. No matter who you are, change is hard.
I've had a huge change with starting this new job. It's a good kind of change. It's going extremely well and despite the fact that I have only completed one full week, I'm loving it and starting to feel very comfortable and part of the team.
There is one thing that has been extremely challenging for me. It's a silly, little, insignificant change, but one that I am feeling greatly. That is the required wardrobe. Throughout my career I have had to dress in either a professional wardrobe, or a uniform.
Professional wardrobes are easy for me, I love dresses and skirts and wear them almost everyday. I admit, my interpretation of skirts and dresses do not actually meet "professional" standards, but what I have in my wardrobe is easily adaptable too conform to them.
Uniforms are boring, but they are very easy. You wear the same thing every day, there are no decisions to make. I could get dressed in the dark, often have, and still can't mess it up.
This new job, it doesn't require either professional dress or uniforms. I can wear jeans or shorts. I can wear T-shirts. None of which I actually own much of, because I don't wear them. I wear dresses and skirts at home. I can wear some of my skirts to work, but I have to choose carefully for what will work in my environment. I'm still adjusting to that. Though I did wear one this week, I was tired and needed the comfort of it.
I also have to get used to the fact that I am required to wear underwear and shoes every day. I intensely dislike underwear of any kind. My girls never really finished growing up, so cami's with built in bra's work exceedingly well for me. That is the plus of having a small chest, that and the fact that at 48, gravity hasn't affected me much. If ya don't have it, it can't sag. Yay!!!!!
Because of the fact that I have always felt my body belonged to Musicman, I have always dressed in a way that makes it easily accessible to him. I wear dresses, or skirts, sans panties, always. I'm extremely comfortable letting the lady parts breathe. I never wear underwear, of any kind, in our home. I'm also very comfortable going out in public without it.
Obviously, I can not show up at work without the appropriate undergarments. Despite the fact that I have a varied selection, from lace to string bikini, to full coverage granny panties, I hate them all. It sucks having to wear them everyday and I can't wait to get home and get them off.
I would say that they are the first thing to come off as I walk through the door, but they aren't. I am a bit of an unusual woman. I hate shoes, of all kinds. If they are not required by law, I don't wear them. I am sorta known for taking off my shoes and loosing them somewhere. Musicman often has to instruct me to bring shoes with me when we go on our summer weekend adventures. If he didn't, I wouldn't. Because of that, I tend to collect them in my car, cause I take them, but never wear them and then forget to bring them back into the house.
Yeah, guess it's time to go shopping. That won't help me get used to wearing undies on a daily basis, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. In this case, it's spend money. Unfortunately, I can't but any more skirts or dresses, time to invest in shorts and jeans. I highly doubt that I will ever feel very comfortable dressing that way and will continue to change clothes from the skin out, as soon as I get home. That's okay though, it's what I'm used to doing.