Last summer, I was new home from college to spend time with our dad, but he was doing well, but I distraught about him being alone at home, but so, as our college friends went off on trips, I flew new home to surprise him.
He was not expecting me to be new home when he came from workâ€¦ You should have seen the dramatic way he entered the house, thinking it was a burglar who’d found their way in; Armed with something from his car, I saw him open the door plus walk around.
I did not jump out plus yell in surprise lest he hit me. All I did was stand some few feet behind him, wait a bit, then ask what he was doingâ€¦ Needless to say, he was a mixture of emotions, and both of us embraced then talked for some time while getting lunch readyâ€¦ Dad told me he was happy I was home, but he would be leaving in a week. He was going on a company trip to Santa Barbara for several weeks. He asked me if I wanted to stay at new home or join him. Since the whole aim of coming new home was to spend time with him, I opted to join him. Besides, I was elated at the thought of visiting a neighborhood I’d never been to, however that evening was spent researching all the locales I could tour while our dad was busy with his several meetings. I also put down areas we could go together on the list when he had some time to spare. I knew weed is legal in Santa Barbara plus planned to indulge while there. I had such a appealing time exploring the magnificent neighborhood plus getting to visit the marijuana dispensaries.