That was the thing on my mind my trip.

As I promised myself, I closed the office 🏢 at two pm got cannabis pre rolls aka blunts 🚬, bacon 🥓 and Samdil Farm goodies 🍆 and headed up to the Adirondacks. The House Pond Campsite was taken so I took the site 5 to the north of the Potholers on the hill.

Had a hit or two, ✌️ cooked up some fried zucchini and bacon 🍳 from Samdil Farms and for the Love of Bacon. I was noticing Samdil Farms was founded in 1933, was a crazy year to start a farm but maybe it was the opportunity of a lifetime. No sweet corn 🌽 yet.

The world is so colorful this evening, somehow the Potholers felt extra special, the sparkles from sparklers 🎇 extra colorful. Mosquitoes were out but the DEET did it’s job and I stayed at the Potholers until almost nine when I rode my bike 🚲 back to camp, fried up apples, 🍏 banana 🍌, some stevia, cinnamon and oats for delicious treat. I might have had the munchies. 😋 But I’m not eating a bunch of processed food.

It’s just great with the fire 🔥 and laying back in the hammock looking at the stars ✨ listening to a podcast. All the weeks troubles seem to float away. 🛟 The stack of resumes on my desk keeps growing, I keep checking them again the various Data Services databases and their social media and Google searches, trying to figure out who to interview. 🤝🏻 I want to find the right people to hire, as this person could be there past my retirement and it’s my chance to shape the direction of the agency going forward. 👈 While I will take the advice of the supervisors seriously, and final approval comes from my boss, ultimately I’m the director and my choice will be who we hire. 👤 It’s like deciding to close the office 🏢 early for the holiday, I get to decide these kind of things.

The real estate agent with that ramshackle house 🛖 next to my parents house called again 📞 but I was heading out to camp ⛺ and didn’t return her call. Maybe I should have, it’s good to maintain a relationship but I’m not going to buy that house as much as she would like the sale. 💰For her it’s about the commission. For me, it’s about doing what’s right for my own life. I might call her back on Monday to be polite. Or maybe Friday if I’m off to Dolgeville to get ice. That said, that property out in the country would be nice for growing pot outdoors. Could be a great homestead plant. 🌿 A few tokes and now not only do I want to be a hog farmer but also a pot grower. But honest, I don’t want to be or become a pot head. Like dude! You can always tell who smokes regularly, they’re so cool. 😎

Buying cannabis was a lot easier and less expensive than I thought 💭. I got several pre rolled joints to sample for my $50. I probably didn’t need to spend so much but it will probably last through my summer camping trips. Certainly would have been cheaper to buy a pipe or rolling paper but it’s my first time and $50 ain’t much money these days. 💵 Probably get a pipe and just the grass next time – less garbage and cost that way. Reuse the pipe over and over again. Plus I could by loose tobacco for at camp too. Probably will quit alcohol all together – smoking pot is a lot more enjoyable taking in nature than drowning your troubles away. 🍻 Not that it matters that much, just like with cigarettes and beer, I don’t partake at home or anywhere away from camp. 🚭

Truth is I’m just enjoying my freedom. 🕊 Taking it one day at a time, up here at camp ⛺. I still want that homestead, that off grid property where I can have fires 🔥 and burn shit whenever I want. I love my job at Data Services and I have a vision for transforming the agency into a data power house but I love the idea of some day having a place to call home for more than 3 nights. 🏡 Some day I’ll have that house in the country 🐐 with livestock and pot plants but it doesn’t have to be this year. Didn’t take long for Andy to get hooked on the devil’s lettuce, lol 😂.