Fun with Nuns

I just got back from a long weekend at Josh's house on Monday. It's felt so boring around the house without him to keep me company and without us doing things together. We met his college friend for lunch, perused the stores in 2 different malls, got my ear pierced (my 6th piercing), saw his best friends' hockey game, went out to drinks at a bar with his group of friends, learned how to roll a proper joint from an expert, made dinner for 2 and an Oreo pie, inherited a weed bowl from his friend (then bought our own), smoked almost every day I was out there, went to a baseball game with my family, and laid in the sun for hours with no real plan for the day. We did a lot of stuff from when I got there last Thursday to when I left on Monday. It seems really stupid, but it was such a perfect mini vacation. The biggest responsibility I had while there was watching his 2 young nephews for maybe 15mins. There was no doing dishes or vacuuming or dusting or laundry or cat boxes or work. It was just Josh and I doing whatever we wanted. In the original plan, his parents weren't supposed to be home but shit happened and they couldn't go to Virginia as planned. But Josh and I made the most of what we had, and it was awesome. It was relaxing going out onto his deck late at night and smoking together. I had just learned how to smoke a bowl with a pipe so I was trying it out as often as possible. He and I would just chill there and talk and take in the world. The stars were beautiful the last night I was there. You just take in the smells and sights and feelings. I learned that smoking a bowl doesn't get me insanely high, but just enough to feel it and feel silly. And very hungry. The first night I got so high that I don't even remember what I did in bed with Josh. I'm assuming it's good because he told me I should get high before sex more often. Whatever I did, it was clearly liked. Overall, it was an awesome little stay-cation. On Friday we're planning another sleep over with Andrea and Daniel this time. We're gonna go in his pool, drink, make some weed brownies, maybe go to a strip club, and enjoy ourselves. I've never really felt this type of freedom before to just do whatever I wanted and go with the flow. Is this what summer is supposed to feel like?