Well I've lost track of what day in my quit it is. I've not had a relapse or a slip. It is still mostly in the morning that I want to reach for my pipe. It is when i feel life is too much and I just want to crawl under my blanket and stay there. My son is living with me now and it is nice to have company but he is sleeping in late until noon time and not applying for jobs so I am quite fearful of this turning into a bad situation where I'll either be supporting him for life or kick him out of the house. He says his coding is rusty so wants to improve his skills before applying but he spends most hours just playing video games and not working on his skills, although he does work a little bit every day. Well my smoking pot will not solve any of these problems, or my loneliness and the fact that I have only a few rather distant friends. I wonder if I get sick again who will take care of me.