Not much has been happening as far as gender-related issues in my life go. I am still going through the awkward process of getting my friends and family and co-workers using the right pronouns. It’s hard for them, and hard for me, and to be honest, I chicken out more than I ought to and don’t correct them when they mess up (often, but not always). With the co-workers at least, part of the problem is that they do it in front of customers, and I just can’t deal with airing my private gender shit in front of strangers, and lots of them. As for everyone else, I have no excuse other than my yellow belly.
And so, I ignore my blog too, because then I have to go on there and fess up to being a coward.
In related news, now that the election is over I am going full steam ahead on the legal name change. I wanted to vote first, to avoid any potential for confusion. And now that the right guy won, I can move confidently forward with legal recognition of my new name.
I found a great website that helps you generate the documents necessary to change your name legally. It’s so informative, in fact, that it told me I can’t change my name until I have lived in Illinois for 6 months.
So, despite the fact that I was born here, and lived here for over 20 years, I have to wait until February 1st to mail in my forms. I filled out the document, and tomorrow will contact the State to explain my predicament. They may not give a fuck, as K suggests. And the wording is ambiguous: do I have to have been a resident here for the most recent and consecutive 6 months, or just six months total, out of my life? Guess I’ll find out tomorrow.
Be nice to yourselves,
Your Pal Eli