First crutch-less day dealing with clients didn’t turn out as bad as I thought it would. Only had a few bad spells – but they mostly passed quickly.

My nose is starting to work.

I didn’t notice this till on the way home we stopped by Q.T. to pick some ice up… I stayed in the car. When Chad returned and got in, I could smell the interior of the store on him. That signature QT smell… the one of French vanilla coffee and hot dogs.

This has never happened before.

I spent the better part of the evening running around sticking my nose on things – smelling them for the first time…. again.

Obviously – there’s no blog – but if there was – I’d like to apologize about how this has become entirely about dealing with quitting…