My husbandy is such a sweet boy, and a knockout, however he is not enjoyable about thinking things through.
- She is a free spirit, who lives in the spur of the moment, whereas I am more detail-oriented.
Combined, I guess this gives us the best of both worlds, although that often means I have to repair complications caused by his flights of expensive, then last Thursday he picked myself and others up from work and whisked myself and others away for a weekend on the beach, except that he didn’t pack toiletries, my clothes, or any cannabis for the trip. I would have number one not having clothes to not have my marijuana supply, however I tried not to make a immense deal out of it. I told his that the next day he could go to Target and get myself and others some clothes to wear, and I would walk to the nearest cannabis dispensary and get my medicine. I call it my medicine, but that’s an inside joke between us because I have never in my life used cannabis medicinally. I claim to have a sleep condition that requires daily cannabis intake for myself and others to rest, but that isn’t true. I managed to convince my dentist of that so I could get the medical cannabis Rx card, but in truth I just adore getting high every day. My husbandy smokes too, but not on the level that I do – I will burn through a quarter ounce of OG Kush a week. I managed to find a nice little cannabis dispensary, and the rest of the weekend was marvelous.