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greenstormMy old boss somewhat insistently invited me over to his place tomorrow morning along with another friend/ex-coworker. I've been over there once since winter, it was lovely, and I sorta ghosted him after that with a "not doing great" message.
Curious whether this is:
A social call
An intervention
Or a job offer
Especially based on the other person who will be there.
Yesterday I filmed my grain variety trial. Today I recorded some tomato trial data. I posted about the tomato trial on the open-source tomato breeding forum and had a bit of back-and-forth with the person who is doing the most fun and interesting things with tomatoes of anyone. He spontaneously said that Sweet Cherriette was fun, which it totally is.
Having spent all this time in the garden and then a bit of interaction with people who think a particular vegetable cultivar can be "fun" I am having trouble imagining talking to folks over coffee tomorrow morning. What do people talk about? Feelings? Jobs? I mean, he's pretty good to talk to but I just want to garden and maybe talk to people who are looking at my garden about what they're seeing or maybe even just folks who are interested in gardens about how I'm structuring my systems.
I read this, now, as an autistic trait: the desire to immerse myself in the thing I love forever and barely come up for air. It's always been isolating for me, or maybe alienating, because so much of my soul is made of something that other people just don't understand or care about. When I do get to talk about it there's a lot of 101 and I'm also never sure what is common knowledge exactly. When I get to talk with other folks who are super interested (v rare) I have super imposter syndrome and turn quiet with big eyes. So I don't get to do these things together with other folks, and this is the important part of my life.
It does make me pretty happy though.
Curious whether this is:
A social call
An intervention
Or a job offer
Especially based on the other person who will be there.
Yesterday I filmed my grain variety trial. Today I recorded some tomato trial data. I posted about the tomato trial on the open-source tomato breeding forum and had a bit of back-and-forth with the person who is doing the most fun and interesting things with tomatoes of anyone. He spontaneously said that Sweet Cherriette was fun, which it totally is.
Having spent all this time in the garden and then a bit of interaction with people who think a particular vegetable cultivar can be "fun" I am having trouble imagining talking to folks over coffee tomorrow morning. What do people talk about? Feelings? Jobs? I mean, he's pretty good to talk to but I just want to garden and maybe talk to people who are looking at my garden about what they're seeing or maybe even just folks who are interested in gardens about how I'm structuring my systems.
I read this, now, as an autistic trait: the desire to immerse myself in the thing I love forever and barely come up for air. It's always been isolating for me, or maybe alienating, because so much of my soul is made of something that other people just don't understand or care about. When I do get to talk about it there's a lot of 101 and I'm also never sure what is common knowledge exactly. When I get to talk with other folks who are super interested (v rare) I have super imposter syndrome and turn quiet with big eyes. So I don't get to do these things together with other folks, and this is the important part of my life.
It does make me pretty happy though.
