So, I was thinking about my quit. Why I did it and why now. As I stated before, I had been spending most of the day with Grizzly in my lip and it was getting silly. However, I think I can trace the roots of my quit to the last trial I had. I am a plaintiffs' attorney and occasionally end up in trial. To those that don't know, it is an unbelievable amount of work. I found myself hiding in the bathrooms on breaks just to get a dip in. It just felt sneaky and cowardly. I don't like feeling that way. It took another 2 months before I made the quit, but I am pretty sure I am correct in tracing the roots to that trial. Now, only 11 days in, that shame and cowardice is gone an replaced with a manly man-pride that only comes when facing a problem head on and attacking.
Ok,, enough babble- good night fellow quitters.