I was doing some paperwork in my bedroom when my fiance came home from work and said he bought a beer. My body cringed all the way up my spine. I told him I didn't like him when he drank. He's too talkative. He said he only bought one beer. I said you know I'm trying to quit. I said you stay in the livingroom and you can't come into the bedroom until you finish it. I guess I kicked him out of our bedroom LOL He said ok. I feel fine but I am wondering if this is the cunning part of it all. What I am really worrying about is Super Bowl Sunday. I guess this is where one day at a time comes in, huh?
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