One thing I am (slowly) starting to learn is that, as being Jo becomes more and more normal, so you start to realise that you don’t have to overdo things and that there’s a time and a place for things.

What prompted this revelation? Well, I spent a lovely evening with friends last night. Just a small bunch of us (4 in total) at home, having a natter and watching telly, then ordered a curry to be delivered and then sat round the table nomming on the food and talking some more. It was really nice. But because it was just a ‘staying in’ night, neither of the cis girls were wearing nail varnish, and had minimal make-up on (they still looked great, mind!). I, on the other hand, had done my nail varnish, and had rushed it, and was late to arrive as a result and actually would have been on time if I hadn’t done it. And I realised that in that context, it simply hadn’t been necessary to do my nails, just like the other girls hadn’t. In fact, I probably looked a bit silly for being late due to doing my nails.

(Edit: I’ve just realised that one of the girls had done her toenails. Oops. Well, my main point still stands; I was a silly moo for being late due to doing my nails, when I didn’t need to do them)