So, the first weekend of quit is in the bag. It was interesting. Friday night at home with laundry and TV with son, pretty chill and no problems. Saturday all day work in yard, grade papers, etc, etc. These are times I am usually dipping a lot so I found myself missing it a bit. Saturday night was out with friends, dinner, drinks, live music, more drinks - woo hoo good time. Damn I want a chew or a smoke. Made it through just find and then home and happy I didn't cave. Sunday work my ass off serving breakfast at the firehouse. Love these days. After I'm done, I sit and realize - DAMN, I really want a chew. Doesn't help that several of the other FF's chew. But, I find something to shift the mind's focus and after a few minutes the crave passes.
I'm sitting here now finishing grading tests. I am boned tired after an awesome weekend, and I have some seeds to keep my lips and tongue busy. Confident I can do this. Today and each day taken as they come is doable. It's hard thinking about not having my friend ever again though. I know, I know, logically she was certainly no friend. But damn, that rush, that buzz was awesome.
Anyway, everybody keep on quitin' and talk at you later.
Medicsteve