Day 75. Had a little bump in the road last night after weeks of things going relatively smoothly. Had a couple of pretty strong craves the last two days. Nothing that made me consider caving, but enough to realize how easy it is to become complacent with your quit. That, coupled with the warnings from some of the vets about the tendency for caves when you get to 70 or 80 days had me freaking out a bit, especially with the weekend coming up. I picked up my phone and started texting. This is where I'm gonna brag on my June Saloon brothers a little bit. These guys were answering my texts before I even set my phone down. Almost like they were just waiting for someone to reach out. After texting back and forth with a few of these guys, (special thanks to Sixer), I had my head screwed back on straight again and I was ready plow ahead. I just wanted to thank those of you who support my quit, and offer the same support to anyone else that needs it. There's a reason people are always telling you new guys to get numbers and build a web of accountability. The reason is because it works. Your fellow quitters know exactly what you are going through. No one can help you like someone who has traveled the road you are on. My wife jokes that I don't need her support anymore because I rely so much on my quit brothers. Don't get me wrong, my wife is very supportive and that is important to me, but she can only cheer me on. She can't relate to the things I deal with like other quitters can. I've probably rambled enough for now. Just trying to beef up my quit and plow through the pre-HOF funk. Thanks, Sling.