I found it interesting that when I lived up north, nobody wanted to visit me.

My area got ice and snow just about all year around.

The winters would get in the negative twenties and the summers would barely reach eighty. I didn’t live near anything fun either. There were some bars and restaurants, but that is it. Nobody had time to visit me. I hardly received any calls or text messages. If I wanted to see my friends, I had to get on a plane to see them. Work had me move to the west coast. I now live in a little shack on the beach. Additionally, I am in a recreational weed state and there is a cannabis store near me. Now suddenly I am Mr. Popular. All my friends and even some that weren’t friends are reaching out. Everyone wants to visit me. They want to hit the beach and smoke recreational marijuana. I know that is really what they want to do. It could be a cheap vacation for everyone. I need to pick them up at the airport, provide free lodgings, food and entertainment. I know they would want to smoke in my house and try all sorts of edibles. It could be fun but I am a bit salty. Since nobody wanted to see me when my conditions were bad, I am not allowing visitors when my conditions are good. They don’t get to use me for weed and beach fun. I am insulted that I only get calls now that I am on the west coast.
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