The difference is key.

It's a feature of my household that someone goes to the emergency department about, oh, four times a year, on average. Some years are better and some are worse. But some symptoms need to be checked out, every time, because THIS time it really could be something bad.

Anyway, I am waiting for the text saying "they're releasing me, come pick me up."

The garden is doing amazingly. We have 3-5 cucumbers a day. We have tomatoes every day, and onions, and carrots. The kohlrabi is ready to be harvested. We've gotten one head of broccoli and are waiting for the other plants to produce. We've got lettuce every day, and raspberries. The second harvest of radishes is coming in, though the beets, turnips, and radishes have all gotten curly leaf, which is a ... fungus? Something? That prohibits growth.

The rest of the yard is THRIVING. I should go take more pictures, for my documenting of the yard.

In autistic news, the more I unmask, the more small moments of social abrasion I have with people. And by people I really mean my spouse, because I don't trust anyone else in the world enough to unmask to this degree around them. We were sitting outside, talking about next year's garden planning, and she suggested that the borage be moved off the patio and into the very large white pots. I paused for a VERY long moment, because this year all the white pots have VEGETABLES in them, and we don't EAT borage and OH MY GOD WE CAN'T PUT BORAGE IN A VEGETABLE POT!!!!

Please note, this is the first year we have put vegetables in those large white pots. It's not like this is a long-standing tradition or anything.

I very calmly explained that I was having trouble re-categorizing the white pots as having non-vegetables in them, but that I'm sure it would be fine once I get done having a fit about it inside my head.

I wonder; what on earth did I used to do? What am I doing all the time, with other people, when they say something that is TOTALLY AGAINST THE RULES that my head had developed and insists on, despite those rules having no commonly-shared value?

The answer is, I just suck it up. When people sat in the Wrong Chairs at a restaurant, I didn't say anything and sucked it up. When someone used my favorite mug, I sucked it up. When someone proposed meeting at the movie theater and I KNOW that they will be late, I sucked it up. When my son wants to come with me to do archery, I love him and I want him to come with me, so I suck it up that we will not be standing at the Correct Distance from the target.

I don't know when to compromise, when to advocate for myself, and when to suck it up, because my head objects to SO MUCH BULLSHIT, it is *incredibly* difficult to identify when my objection is based in something real, something worth negotiating over, and when it is just buffoonery.

Do I really not want the borage in those pots? Is it really important to me to keep that line of pots only vegetables? Why? Isn't the entire point of those pots that they are too tall for rabbits to get into, and that's why we put vegetables there? Can I readjust my thinking to make those pots the anti-rabbit pots, not the vegetable pots? Or is there something about having the borage on the patio that is important to me?

How does anyone know what's important and what's bullshit?