Yeah, so guys I don't know who seen the thread I made yesterday ,but I had a REAL fucked up day. Yesterday was day 52 and I was sitting on my bed deciding to go an extra day or just take her down on 52 like recommended and I got a rap on the door. A cop. Well you can imagine my panic.He rapped a few times and I was just frozen ,waiting for reinforcements to be brought over and the door to get kicked in.
He went away eventually and I tore cindy out, mistreated her in a way which I am deeply ashamed. Stuffed her in about 10 bin bags and snuck her out to the car were she lay in a state of shock at how her loving father had treated her.
Since I wanted to know if I was caught or not I rang up the police then and said I was busy but what did they want ,and they said they were doing door to door talks as I got a fucking psycho neighbour somewhere who seriously assaulted his gf...
So I was relieved I wasn't busted but I still had the dilemma of them wanting to come back and talk with me, I didn't want to risk the weed molding in the bags so I took her in and gave her a rushed manicure.I was absolutely shattered with the adrenaline of thinking I was caught
next problem ,this plant reeks ,and I mean reeks now its cut down ,couldn't smell it at all growing and it literally stinks to high heaven now.So I usualy dry in my closet and hung her up and it was no go ,the cops would have smelt it a mile away ,so I have her hanging up in the attic. It's cold up there but there is nice airflow ,so I think it will be cool ,pun intended.Actually I might dry up there from now on as the smell is not an issue in the house at all now.
here she is ,not looking her prettiest, wish this shit never happened and I was able to trim her properly ..well I guess I will still get to manicure her well once shes dried and ready for the jars.. I just hope I didn't knock too many trichs off her in the scramble..
oh btw the cops came back today for their talk and all went without a hitch.. no smell ,no sell ,no tell and they can't do shit!