My buddy Steve and I have been trying to get together for cheese enchiladas at the beach for 3 or 4 days.
Well, today was the day. We went to a divey Mexican drive through that I go to at least once a week and got two containers with two enchiladas in each but when we parked on the beach to eat, we realized they had only given us one plastic knife and one plastic fork instead of two sets. I must've looked and felt all through that empty bag three or four times while Steve was looking on the floor in front of my seat. NADA
So, we ate our cheese enchiladas, me, with a plastic knife and Steve with his flimsy plastic fork.
Ahh yes, it was a little awkward but they tasted just as good, I didn't drop anything on my shirt. and, the views were great.
Not everyday of your quit will be joyful but you have the power to make it the best for you by how you allow yourself to flow with it. Don't give up because you only have one utensil.