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greenstormYesterday was a good social day. What does that mean, in my context?
Well, I had an extra cord of wood delivered to make it through till spring. My normal wood guy is pretty great, and last time he brought his Filipina wife who bought duck eggs to try and make balut. This time he brought some dude about my age, who in the course of conversation while unloading wood turned out to be really into original star trek. He was also into the reboot and we chatted about that a bit. It was actually great to be in conversation with someone where I could express a different opinion (oh, I didn't like it/not into the new Captain Kirk/everyone seems to like Benedict Cumberbatch these days but I'm not really for or against) and not have it feel dangerous: the conversation just kept flowing. I hadn't realized how closed-in I feel in both at work (I'm always trying to find things to agree or empathize with when people express stuff about themselves since otherwise there's pretty much nothing to talk about because no one gets what I like) and with Tucker who in many cases views it as criticism of his liking the thing or of his being unless it's a TV show.
I stacked half the wood, left the rest till I could split it, then went inside and prepared some seed trades. Well, there's one super enthusiastic person I'd been chatting with on fb back in fall and we shared seed lists but never did sort out what we were trading from each other. I let her know I'd got into peppers since we chatted last, since she had some neat peppers on her list, and she mentioned her kid who wanted to graft plants and cross peppers and be a botanist when he grew up. She was super astonished to learn that I was the exact same way at that age and asked a bunch of questions. I immediately put together some of my breeders mix tomatoes (promiscuous Lofthouse ones) and I fully intend on sending over a copy of the lofthouse landrace breeding book. My heart is full, basically because that kid I used to be is no longer alone. There is someone in time and space who has existed in a similar way to me.
So, good day. Definitely things are moving in part because of that conversation with the D&I guy at work and in part because of the sunshine and enough warmth to go out with bare arms again. That's how it works: everything is a feedback loop, and if it gets kicked into an upward spiral instead of a downward one I just need to hold it there. Finding good interactions becomes easier the more it happens.
Interacting in seed trades seems to be a good thing for me, I'll keep doing that. I need to go into my feelings on money and seeds in a different post, they're- well, not complex, but they're big.
Now, do I reach out to wood dude and see if he wants to watch Star Trek together, or do I leave it alone?
Well, I had an extra cord of wood delivered to make it through till spring. My normal wood guy is pretty great, and last time he brought his Filipina wife who bought duck eggs to try and make balut. This time he brought some dude about my age, who in the course of conversation while unloading wood turned out to be really into original star trek. He was also into the reboot and we chatted about that a bit. It was actually great to be in conversation with someone where I could express a different opinion (oh, I didn't like it/not into the new Captain Kirk/everyone seems to like Benedict Cumberbatch these days but I'm not really for or against) and not have it feel dangerous: the conversation just kept flowing. I hadn't realized how closed-in I feel in both at work (I'm always trying to find things to agree or empathize with when people express stuff about themselves since otherwise there's pretty much nothing to talk about because no one gets what I like) and with Tucker who in many cases views it as criticism of his liking the thing or of his being unless it's a TV show.
I stacked half the wood, left the rest till I could split it, then went inside and prepared some seed trades. Well, there's one super enthusiastic person I'd been chatting with on fb back in fall and we shared seed lists but never did sort out what we were trading from each other. I let her know I'd got into peppers since we chatted last, since she had some neat peppers on her list, and she mentioned her kid who wanted to graft plants and cross peppers and be a botanist when he grew up. She was super astonished to learn that I was the exact same way at that age and asked a bunch of questions. I immediately put together some of my breeders mix tomatoes (promiscuous Lofthouse ones) and I fully intend on sending over a copy of the lofthouse landrace breeding book. My heart is full, basically because that kid I used to be is no longer alone. There is someone in time and space who has existed in a similar way to me.
So, good day. Definitely things are moving in part because of that conversation with the D&I guy at work and in part because of the sunshine and enough warmth to go out with bare arms again. That's how it works: everything is a feedback loop, and if it gets kicked into an upward spiral instead of a downward one I just need to hold it there. Finding good interactions becomes easier the more it happens.
Interacting in seed trades seems to be a good thing for me, I'll keep doing that. I need to go into my feelings on money and seeds in a different post, they're- well, not complex, but they're big.
Now, do I reach out to wood dude and see if he wants to watch Star Trek together, or do I leave it alone?
