Well, I went to the attorney's today and found all my high anxiety was very much a waste of time...except figuring out how I was going to pay for it.
The office (as I figured) had only women and each one it seemed went out of her way to talk to me.
The only thing I forgot was my name change paper work and as the attorney said, it was only needed to prove legally who I was now. Plus she did say I was her first transgender client.
So, once I get my daughter to sign off on some papers too, we should be on the road to ridding myself of a huge part of my past.
As always, worrying about the unknown is tougher than hitching up my big girl panties and doing something about it!