New Quitter

[Pinched]

Day 208 - 2/7/14
Reaching out...

The last couple of days I have noticed myself doing a lot of reaching out.  No not reaching around you sick fucks!

Yesterday I reached out to a quitter that affected my quit early on.  He was well into his quit when he decided to start fucking with me.  Now I refer to him as the brother I never wanted but I believe that he knows that is total bullshit.  He is a great man, one that no matter what I could always count on him being there to say something that would make me laugh.  It just so happens that we both call the same state home.

Today I get a text from another quitter whom simply said that he was having an urge or craving.  Although he blamed it all on a medical treatment, I helped him see that Proper Preparation Prevents Piss Poor Performance.  He will continue to hit a +1 tomorrow.

Today a brother Duck Fip of mine that caved, came back.  Although, he caved I called his ass to the carpet and he answered the questions.  Though, his answers may not be what mien would have been, he answered them.  Then he and I exchanged numbers.  I pointed out that if he had toed the line that he would be on day 200 today in lieu of 1.  Man that would fucking suck.  However, he is making a mends and I have agreed to walk this trail with him.

Other quitters that I watched do or achieve something amazing I simply sent a text or PM to, saying congrats.  Vets, remember when you hit your HOF date and people damn near stood in line to congratulate you?  Continue to reach out to others to do the same. 

Plus let's be honest regardless of what day number you are on you need to remember that helping another quitter not only helps them but it helps heal you too.  Talk about a direct reminder.  We all have the addict behaviors sewn into our being after years of being just that, addicts.

Newbies, veterans and all quitters; from the bottom of my heart I thank you.  If not for all of you I would be that moron in line at the cash register asking to pay way too much money for a can of shit that can fuck up my life.  Thanks to KTC I too can say  'Finger' UST!

P

Great read pinch. It has been my pleasure to walk with you down quit road. This is bigger then any one of us.

Pinched
Thanks for writing that. I know that newbies are always in good hands as long as you are around. You have the best way of getting us on the right track right away. Its a little overwhelming at first joining a group like this. What you did for me in the beginning helped me immensely! This site would be nothing without guys like you and all the others that could have moved on but didn't.
Thanks!

Us veterans (if I can call myself that) would be nothing if it weren't for all the newbies constantly reminding us of all those early days too. So this is totally a two way street, but thank you very much kind sir.

[rdad]

Day 208 - 2/7/14
Reaching out...

The last couple of days I have noticed myself doing a lot of reaching out.  No not reaching around you sick fucks!

Yesterday I reached out to a quitter that affected my quit early on.  He was well into his quit when he decided to start fucking with me.  Now I refer to him as the brother I never wanted but I believe that he knows that is total bullshit.  He is a great man, one that no matter what I could always count on him being there to say something that would make me laugh.  It just so happens that we both call the same state home.

Today I get a text from another quitter whom simply said that he was having an urge or craving.  Although he blamed it all on a medical treatment, I helped him see that Proper Preparation Prevents Piss Poor Performance.  He will continue to hit a +1 tomorrow.

Today a brother Duck Fip of mine that caved, came back.  Although, he caved I called his ass to the carpet and he answered the questions.  Though, his answers may not be what mien would have been, he answered them.  Then he and I exchanged numbers.  I pointed out that if he had toed the line that he would be on day 200 today in lieu of 1.  Man that would fucking suck.  However, he is making a mends and I have agreed to walk this trail with him.

Other quitters that I watched do or achieve something amazing I simply sent a text or PM to, saying congrats.  Vets, remember when you hit your HOF date and people damn near stood in line to congratulate you?  Continue to reach out to others to do the same. 

Plus let's be honest regardless of what day number you are on you need to remember that helping another quitter not only helps them but it helps heal you too.  Talk about a direct reminder.  We all have the addict behaviors sewn into our being after years of being just that, addicts.

Newbies, veterans and all quitters; from the bottom of my heart I thank you.  If not for all of you I would be that moron in line at the cash register asking to pay way too much money for a can of shit that can fuck up my life.  Thanks to KTC I too can say  'Finger' UST!

P

Great read pinch. It has been my pleasure to walk with you down quit road. This is bigger then any one of us.

Pinched
Thanks for writing that. I know that newbies are always in good hands as long as you are around. You have the best way of getting us on the right track right away. Its a little overwhelming at first joining a group like this. What you did for me in the beginning helped me immensely! This site would be nothing without guys like you and all the others that could have moved on but didn't.
Thanks!

[srans]

Day 208 - 2/7/14
Reaching out...

The last couple of days I have noticed myself doing a lot of reaching out. No not reaching around you sick fucks!

Yesterday I reached out to a quitter that affected my quit early on. He was well into his quit when he decided to start fucking with me. Now I refer to him as the brother I never wanted but I believe that he knows that is total bullshit. He is a great man, one that no matter what I could always count on him being there to say something that would make me laugh. It just so happens that we both call the same state home.

Today I get a text from another quitter whom simply said that he was having an urge or craving. Although he blamed it all on a medical treatment, I helped him see that Proper Preparation Prevents Piss Poor Performance. He will continue to hit a +1 tomorrow.

Today a brother Duck Fip of mine that caved, came back. Although, he caved I called his ass to the carpet and he answered the questions. Though, his answers may not be what mien would have been, he answered them. Then he and I exchanged numbers. I pointed out that if he had toed the line that he would be on day 200 today in lieu of 1. Man that would fucking suck. However, he is making a mends and I have agreed to walk this trail with him.

Other quitters that I watched do or achieve something amazing I simply sent a text or PM to, saying congrats. Vets, remember when you hit your HOF date and people damn near stood in line to congratulate you? Continue to reach out to others to do the same.

Plus let's be honest regardless of what day number you are on you need to remember that helping another quitter not only helps them but it helps heal you too. Talk about a direct reminder. We all have the addict behaviors sewn into our being after years of being just that, addicts.

Newbies, veterans and all quitters; from the bottom of my heart I thank you. If not for all of you I would be that moron in line at the cash register asking to pay way too much money for a can of shit that can fuck up my life. Thanks to KTC I too can say 'Finger' UST!

P

Great read pinch. It has been my pleasure to walk with you down quit road. This is bigger then any one of us.

[Pinched]

Day 208 - 2/7/14
Reaching out...

The last couple of days I have noticed myself doing a lot of reaching out. No not reaching around you sick fucks!

Yesterday I reached out to a quitter that affected my quit early on. He was well into his quit when he decided to start fucking with me. Now I refer to him as the brother I never wanted but I believe that he knows that is total bullshit. He is a great man, one that no matter what I could always count on him being there to say something that would make me laugh. It just so happens that we both call the same state home.

Today I get a text from another quitter whom simply said that he was having an urge or craving. Although he blamed it all on a medical treatment, I helped him see that Proper Preparation Prevents Piss Poor Performance. He will continue to hit a +1 tomorrow.

Today a brother Duck Fip of mine that caved, came back. Although, he caved I called his ass to the carpet and he answered the questions. Though, his answers may not be what mien would have been, he answered them. Then he and I exchanged numbers. I pointed out that if he had toed the line that he would be on day 200 today in lieu of 1. Man that would fucking suck. However, he is making a mends and I have agreed to walk this trail with him.

Other quitters that I watched do or achieve something amazing I simply sent a text or PM to, saying congrats. Vets, remember when you hit your HOF date and people damn near stood in line to congratulate you? Continue to reach out to others to do the same.

Plus let's be honest regardless of what day number you are on you need to remember that helping another quitter not only helps them but it helps heal you too. Talk about a direct reminder. We all have the addict behaviors sewn into our being after years of being just that, addicts.

Newbies, veterans and all quitters; from the bottom of my heart I thank you. If not for all of you I would be that moron in line at the cash register asking to pay way too much money for a can of shit that can fuck up my life. Thanks to KTC I too can say 'Finger' UST!

P

[worktowin]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing!!

Awesome read!

That rocks Pinched...

Good stuff Pinched. Thanks for sharing.

Thats cool stuff. What matters most is clear now without worshiping nicotine.....

It is amazing how good life can be when we grab it and own it. Congratulations pinched.

[peters6278]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing!!

Awesome read!

That rocks Pinched...

Good stuff Pinched. Thanks for sharing.

Thats cool stuff. What matters most is clear now without worshiping nicotine.....

I traded in my worship of nicotine for a worship of Pinched's avatar. Always a crowd pleaser.

[Mthomas3824]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing!!

Awesome read!

That rocks Pinched...

Good stuff Pinched. Thanks for sharing.

Thats cool stuff. What matters most is clear now without worshiping nicotine.....

[Its_Got2Happen]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing!!

Awesome read!

That rocks Pinched...

Good stuff Pinched. Thanks for sharing.

[traumagnet]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing!!

Awesome read!

That rocks Pinched...

[SAM83]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing!!

Awesome read!

[JayDubya]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing!!

[2mch2lv4]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues. Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck. Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead. Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning. Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway. Waited until the AM to determine the root cause. Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine). The tested the Alternator and found the cause. swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in. She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner. As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing). I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award. The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement. When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me. Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance. We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug. Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding". Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag. My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race. My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built. I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape. He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car. I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far. Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me. No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine. The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public. As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

I truly loved reading this. Thank you for sharing!

[Kdip]

Pinched - you inspire. Keep it up.

Always an interesting read in here!!! Keep up the great work Pinch!!

[Evil_Won]

Pinched - you inspire. Keep it up.

[pbrain04]

Days - 202 through 204

Friday 1/31 was day 201, and went well, flew home from Denver with no issues.  Arrived in STL around 11:35 and too the bus to the parking deck.  Went to start truck and learned quickly that the batteries were dead.  Laughed when the parking lot attendant brought out one of those little porta-jumper packs because I was certain that wouldn't even help my fuel pump start turning.  Finally wound up hooking jumper cables to one of their buses and that still required 45 minutes of charge time before the white beast would awake.

Drove that damned thing home and parked it in the driveway.  Waited until the AM to determine the root cause.  Load tested both batteries and they were fine (drained but fine).  The tested the Alternator and found the cause.  swapped the alternator out in less that 20 minutes using the old shadetree mechanic trick of a 2x4 laid across the fenders and then tying the belt up with rope to take the tension and sliding the old out and the new in.  She is wide awake now and ready to roll another 150K (or better be).

Saturday night I took my little princess to dinner and a Daddy-Daughter dance, only to find out that I "had to" leave her side for about an hour to go stand in for someone else at a Boy Scout's award dinner.  As I argued that point my wife was adamant that I had to do both (should have seen the foreshadowing).  I went to the dinner, got up to speak and then quickly learned that I was the one receiving an award.  The District Award of Merit, which is given to the person in our community that the peers in Scouting vote in based upon their time spent in scouting and what they do to help in the Scouting movement.  When I received the award there was my family standing at the end of the stage waiting to congratulate me.  Now I know why my daughter was not pissed of that I was ditching her dance.  We returned to her dance with 30 minutes to spare and we cut a rug.  Then I took her out for cake and ice cream.

Then Sunday came and we had a Scout Sunday Mass in the AM, which was in a word "outstanding".  Both of my boys were part of the color guard one carrying the American Flag and the other sporting the Pack Flag.  My little Marines were spot on with the march and the robotic movements.

Then finally our Cub Scout Pack had their Pinewood Derby race.  My 7 year old took first place overall with a car that I can actually say he built.  I did the band saw cutting but he whittles with a knife and a dremel to get the desired shape.  He weighed and weighted it himself, he drilled the axle holes, filed his axles and painted the car.  I also learned that he had the fastest time on the track so far.  Yes, this means that he will be racing at the District race as well this weekend.

However, what got me the most was that both of my sons built cars and after the races they raced against me.  No matter which lane the cars were in both of their cars were faster than mine.  The teacher became the student as they schooled me in public.  As humbling as that is I have never felt this proud.

IN other words I could say the weekend started of shitty, but the shitty part followed a great evening with two quitters who I am proud to call friends and then got finished off with two great days, and I am on day 204 today without Nicotine or Tobacco and I haven't had any fake in my lip for over two weeks.

P

Bro you deserve these sorts of high points in life, and its great that you get to enjoy them free of having to worry about re-dosing with poison, and with a great chance of enjoying many many more because you took your freedom back. It made my morning to read about your weekend. Thanks!

This is really good stuff.