Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Final Exam

Finally the time has come to face the fear I had been avoiding for two whole years. I figured if I never brought it in the house, I would be safe, but I always knew I would need to stare this demon in the eye and let him know that I was no longer his bitch.

You may ask, to what I am referring? Meat. Now do not get upset, I am not talking of eating the meat. Do not get ahead of me, it is rude. For the past 2+ years I have successfully stayed on the wagon; neither stumbled, nor faltered. It is the result of a lifetime of trying.

Strangely enough, even though I still crave it terribly, I have only had a handful of incidents where my flesh sobriety had been seriously in danger. I continued to make Noah meat based dishes, within reason, but never tackled my drug of choice.

Tonight this will change. Already I can smell the tender roast cooking in the oven, but I feel okay. I think I can endure this "torture." This IS to be the final test to see if my convictions stand strong. If I can make it through with out giving into the temptation, I will have jumped the final hurdle.

If this seems like I am making more of this than I should. You would be very mistaken. Red meat, and shell fish were my biggest vice. So wish me well, loyal readers. Let me rise tomorrow truly free of my addiction to flesh. ;-)

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