Well, I would like to share my day in "male drag". It started when I got home from work at 7 am, and got into the only male dress outfit I have - pants. dress shirt, and suit jacket, and waited until it was time to pick up my ex and my daughter. Once we got there, we found out we had a couple of hours to wait until the ceremony, but my ex had to get into the line, so I started to wish I had grabbed a nap before we left, as I found being on my feet for that long rather tough.
Anyway, They started the ceremony, and they said they had a special guest - the teacher who had helped my ex pass her test. Once all the names were called, and everyone got their certificate, and they repeated the oath, she was called on to speak, and she praised my ex for her overcoming her illiteracy and other handicaps in order to pass the test. I know I dont always say the best about her because of her opposition to my transition, but she deserved the praise, and I'm glad my daughter could hear it.
After the ceremony, we were leaving the area, when a small girl, just having learned how to walk, came up to me. I said, "Hi", and she promptly hugged me, making my day.
So we left, and took my ex out to eat, and that's when I really started to notice what being in "male drag" does to me. While my ex and my mom interacted with our server at the restaurant without any problems, I found myself having to hold myself in and keep out of it.
Finally, we came home, and I slept for about 14 hours with only a couple of bathroom breaks, which I really needed, and now I'm back to being myself, which makes me much happier.