All good. Made it to work. I sit at a desk. I figure up quotes for Aerial trucks and then draw them out with a CAD program. I dip, (dipped) all day. I stopped by the store this morning, and bought some mints, another can of non-tobacco chew, and some apple cinnamon mini rice cakes. Almost there, one more day.
I am so glad you are hanging in there but I want to wash any perception that day 3 is some magical day where fairy's appear, your wallet gets fat and you become better looking.
72 hours is when the Nic should be out of your body but guess what, Your body is used to living on Nic and now it's going to fight you. Not trying to scare you, just making sure you are ready to dig in deep and get through the next little segment.
My wife also asked me if I was having second thoughts about our marriage or going through a mid-life crisis. I quit dipping, bought a new car and bought a new bike all within a couple of weeks and it freaked her out.
also, I agree...if the dog is snoring and the wife is licking...put the dog on the couch.