Day 59
I've been trading PM's with the Colonel this morning because of the weirdest deja vu experience I've ever had (I think we're psychic brothers or something now) and I realized that my PM's were getting longer and longer...and I started to feel sorry for him for having to read through my ramblings. So, here I am to inflict my thoughts on you, gentle reader. :rolleyes:
Let's see...day 59 is almost in the books. I woke up this morning and after my first cup of coffee and posting roll I decided to check out a little Facebook. What do you know, there's a message from an old shipmate of mine with a video of us working on the flight deck. Ahh the memories...dodging the aircraft, the smell of jet fuel and exhaust, working for three days straight, laying down in a firehose rack just to get a 5 minute nap before the next launch, finding the secret places to hide and throw in a dip...wait, why did that pop into my head? That's not a "good" memory...what the hell???
The past few days have been full of instances where memories and craves have popped into my head that I wasn't expecting. Just the other night I was out walking with Rush blasting away on my iPod and the thought hit me...I should have a dip in right now. The more I thought about it the madder I got, and before it was over I had walked 4.5 miles around my neighborhood. I think the people I passed three times down the street were starting to get worried about me.
Sitting in my office today I'm thinking about the 8 days I'll be spending in the woods starting tomorrow. For some reason I find myself thinking about dropping in a dip...camping last weekend went fine, without any craves...why now? I'm two months into my quit and so far it's been pretty easy for me; why am I getting the weird craves now? Is my brain screwing with me, making me want to stop on my way out of town and buy a roll of Copenhagen? I don't think so, but who knows? I've been spending so much money on beef jerky over the past week that the mountain bike I was going to buy for my HoF present with the money I'm saving from not buying Copenhagen might just have to be delayed. Damn...
I guess this whole thing just serves as a reminder that we need to stay vigilant, no matter where we are, how far into our quit we are, or what kind of situation we find ourselves in. She will sneak up on you when you're not looking and jump on your back once again. There are some new cavers in November who are proof enough for me. My quit is strong, but I have a plan to deal with things when they come up unexpectedly...do you?
Stay strong... 'archer'