Today I came home and I opened my drawer and everything was moved around and clearly someone went through it. Thankfully I didn't leave any weed in there or my stash. I checked my spot and everything was there. My mom calls and I asked her if she went through my stuff, she says no, but my drawer was open. She then told me she found a box of ripped up used papers with ashes. I remembered that was my weed garbage a while ago and I totally forgot about it! Thankfully she has given up grounding me, she just told me not to smoke anymore (for like the 1,000,000th time) and I said no and that was the end of it. She then accused me of 1,000 other things (but im used to it so it's not a big deal anymore).
Close call, this is a big step for her, finally accepting that I do it, clap it up for my mom :thumbsup:
