So here I am at day 50. Where the hell did the time go? At first it seemed very slow but lately the numbers just keep stacking up.
My first 50 were wild to say the least. In the beginning I though it was going pretty easy until I realized I was in the fog. My first couple weeks were mostly a blur. I look back on some of my posts and think, when and why did I write that? Those are the days I will never relive. At least not today. I have had so many things occur over the last 50 that could have, should have made me cave but I did not. I have remained strong throughout this whole ordeal.
Posting Roll has become a pain in the ass lately but it still the 2nd most important thing I do all day. Telling my family I love them is still and will always be #1.
I love my quit. The one thing I miss about dipping is..................not a damn thing. I don't miss spitting in the shower, while taking a crap, spitting down the side of my truck, or whatever/wherever I did it. Being quit has given me a new lee on life. I don't get pissed off at stupid shit anymore.
Just damn glad to be quit with you all