On the waiting line for a diagnosis (I should call them btw), unemployed despite having diplomas.
Those last days I am facing a weird puzzle: I have to get analyzed at the lab, which is open from 7:30 to 11 am, and need to be exactly 12h fasting at that moment, but my daily routine involves a big meal at midnight and skipping it would make me well over the 12h fasting duration (and being hungry isn’t very fun as you may know). I think I will manage it somehow but currently that’s a bummer.
Better: a gal I like a lot is visiting this weekend and it’s going to be great. She is one of the only people with whom I am able not to mask.
Also that’s a great season for mushrooms. Got a full basket of chicken of the woods last week and still have some left.
I had an almost-nonverbally autistic passenger (I’m an Uber driver).
I had the windows rolled down and the music on. After a block or so I asked him “Is the wind too much?” He sort of squeaked out “yeah”. So I rolled up the windows and put the AC on. A minute later I asked him “Is the music also too much?” and he said “yeah” in the same way. So I turned off the music.
It was so nice to sit there in the AC with no music, and not feel the need to talk to keep my passenger entertained. I mask really well. So well in fact that I forget how exhausting it is.
I was able to drop my mask with this guy. I didn’t have to use my “natural/casual” body language; could just sit there stiff backed, not moving my head. It felt so natural and easy. It’s like I had forgotten who I am.
I wanted to tell the guy “It’s really nice to have a passenger who doesn’t need anything from me”, but I didn’t because I figured he was also enjoying the silence.
I know it sounds bigoted of me to say, but NTs are so high maintenance. I’ve gotten used to providing the constant stream of comforting gestures they expect, and it just felt so good to let all that drop for twenty minutes while I drove this guy home.
On the waiting line for a diagnosis (I should call them btw), unemployed despite having diplomas. Those last days I am facing a weird puzzle: I have to get analyzed at the lab, which is open from 7:30 to 11 am, and need to be exactly 12h fasting at that moment, but my daily routine involves a big meal at midnight and skipping it would make me well over the 12h fasting duration (and being hungry isn’t very fun as you may know). I think I will manage it somehow but currently that’s a bummer.
Better: a gal I like a lot is visiting this weekend and it’s going to be great. She is one of the only people with whom I am able not to mask.
Also that’s a great season for mushrooms. Got a full basket of chicken of the woods last week and still have some left.
I had an almost-nonverbally autistic passenger (I’m an Uber driver).
I had the windows rolled down and the music on. After a block or so I asked him “Is the wind too much?” He sort of squeaked out “yeah”. So I rolled up the windows and put the AC on. A minute later I asked him “Is the music also too much?” and he said “yeah” in the same way. So I turned off the music.
It was so nice to sit there in the AC with no music, and not feel the need to talk to keep my passenger entertained. I mask really well. So well in fact that I forget how exhausting it is.
I was able to drop my mask with this guy. I didn’t have to use my “natural/casual” body language; could just sit there stiff backed, not moving my head. It felt so natural and easy. It’s like I had forgotten who I am.
I wanted to tell the guy “It’s really nice to have a passenger who doesn’t need anything from me”, but I didn’t because I figured he was also enjoying the silence.
I know it sounds bigoted of me to say, but NTs are so high maintenance. I’ve gotten used to providing the constant stream of comforting gestures they expect, and it just felt so good to let all that drop for twenty minutes while I drove this guy home.