You sound like one of my skunk-farming friends up here in the Kootenays...
Around these parts, growing a few pounds of bud is like old-time farmers sending cream off to town for the cash.
Between that and garlic and pine mushrooms, a lot of old hippies manage to put together a living in these isolated valleys.
That doesn’t sound bad to me but the last time I grew my own was ‘78 or before. Not worth it to me.