I worked as a machinist/toolmaker for 26 years. As a hobby, when I had been involved in machining for 17 years, I started playing with the refining of precious metals, primarily gold. It wasn't legal to do that without a federal license (which I did not possess), but that changed not too long afterwards, so I could openly discuss refining.whateg0 wrote: ↑Sun Feb 16, 2020 5:20 pmThere are a lot of things I wish I'd have had an interest in as a kid. To be honest though, I wonder if it would have become like a lot of the things I was interested in back then. I grew up designing and installing custom stereo system. Made more doing that than my real job waiting tables. Started to do it professionally at one point and it wasn't fun any more. So maybe finding interest in something later in life makes us appreciate it more?
The change in federal law (January, 1975) removed all restrictions on gold ownership and handling, which resulted in local jewelers (benchmen--the people who make jewelry) started calling on me to refine for them. What began as a hobby slowly evolved to being a full time job, one that took me away from machining (I was burned out) and allowed me to refine instead, as a way of making a living.
While it took a few years, the refining job became overwhelming. Soon it was no longer fun (although I never did get tired of watching gold precipitate). The long work day (rarely less than 12 hours) and long work week (typically no days off, week after week) made me dislike what I was doing.
When your fun project becomes your livelihood, pretty good chance it will get old and you'll learn to dislike what you're doing.
A close friend, Dr. Tedrow, who had not only a medical certificate (psychiatrist), but also a law degree, once told me that a person should have no fewer than five interests. That keeps one interested in something, even when one may grow tired (temporarily) of what was being pursued.