Can't buy me love
Tonight at 11:00pm, it will be the one week mark of my quitting smoking. There were some moments over the weekend where I almost cracked and smoked, but I stayed strong (and by that I mean just drank more) and powered through it. Bob was a ginormous help and offered nothing but kind words (except when he was yelling at me at the tollbooth).
So I continue my mission to be a non-smoker. I must say, it's getting easier, but there's still a small part of me that misses it. How silly, huh?
Tonight at 11:00pm, it will be the one week mark of my quitting smoking. There were some moments over the weekend where I almost cracked and smoked, but I stayed strong (and by that I mean just drank more) and powered through it. Bob was a ginormous help and offered nothing but kind words (except when he was yelling at me at the tollbooth).
So I continue my mission to be a non-smoker. I must say, it's getting easier, but there's still a small part of me that misses it. How silly, huh?
2 Comments:
At 9:00 PM,
Anonymous said…
Congratulations. :)
I'm very proud of you.
At 9:04 PM,
Kate said…
Wow, great job. Also, I don't think it's silly to miss a habit, even if it wasn't the best one. When some action or label becomes a facet of your identity, even if it's small, it feels weird to be without it.
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