Every time I think its going easy, I start to figure I've got it licked. Or wasn't that bad to begin with. So I go out and remind myself how bad I really am.
An oldtimer used to talk a lot about the pink cloud. It was his name for this time in early sobriety when life is getting better every day, you don't feel sick and you start having money in your wallet when you wake up and maybe even your loved ones don't hate you, because you're a lot better behaved.
Compared to what we were enduring a few weeks prior, life seems easy.
It ain't. Soon enough the stresses of 'sober' life will arrive. That's when we need the people and program that all too often we began neglecting when that first 30 day chip was too easy to get.