From JuJu with Love

I am not a person who does drugs.

So naturally… my best friend decided the perfect time to introduce me to edibles was the day we were putting together a shelving unit in my garage.

Because that makes sense.

I don’t even remember exactly what he gave me. I just remember him saying, “Trust me.”

And for reasons I still can’t explain… I did.

At some point, I found myself sitting on the steps in my garage, laughing uncontrollably. Tears running down my face. The kind of laughing where you can’t even catch your breath.

I was taking selfies. It seemed like a good idea at the time…

Meanwhile, he—someone who actually knew what he was doing—was completely fine. Totally normal. Just standing there, watching me unravel and laughing at me.

We had a job to do.

A shelving unit.

I was trying—really trying—to read the instructions and make sense of them.

He, on the other hand, decided instructions were unnecessary.

He “knew what he was doing.”

Spoiler alert: he did not.

Somehow… we got it built.

It is currently still in my garage.

And it is… not straight.

Not even close.

I had to put little shims underneath it just to make it look somewhat level. 

Later, he asked me how I felt.

I said, “It made me hungry and tired.”

And at this stage of life… I’m already hungry and tired.

I don’t need drugs to help me with that.

So I guess the moral of the story is:

Maybe don’t let two people—one of whom has never done drugs in her life—get high and assemble a shelving unit together.

Some ideas sound good in the moment…

This was not one of them.

But I will say this—

I have never laughed that hard in my life.

The kind of laugh where your stomach hurts and your face aches and you can’t even catch your breath.

And for as ridiculous as that day was…

those are the moments I miss the most.

From Juju with love 💙💛