Do I have it? I dunno....
Yesterday was the day to quit smoking. I finished my last pack of smokes between 9:30 and 10 a.m., and went the rest of the day without. Then Mr. Barefoot came home and let it slip that he had 4 cigs left. Well, of course I bullied him into giving me one. No way was I going to sit in the house while he smoked and not have a smokey-treat myself.
Today I am trying to go without totally, and I am ready to kill something.
Keep in mind that I am also watching my calorie intake and trying to give up the Mt. Dew at the same time. And Little Sprout is firmly entrenched in the Terrible Twos. And Barefoot Manor looks more like Barefoot Dump (I don't care what Mr. Barefoot says about helping clean, it only gets like this when I am distracted or tired and don't spend all day cleaning....does that tell you something?!) and it is making me crazy.
I am out of Dew, and though I haven't had my allotted amount for the day, I am afraid to go to the store to pick up more. I figure if I go anywhere near a place that sells cigs, I am going to cave.
I keep telling myself how wonderful it will be to not have to worry about smokes, the price of them, the smell in my clothes and hair. I keep telling myself that being addicted to smokes is a form of slavery, and that I will feel so much better when I am no longer "jonesing". I keep telling myself that I am going to save so much money that I will be able to take a fantastic vacation...maybe even quit one of my jobs!
But to tell the truth, right now I just want a smoke. Any smoke will do. A long butt would be fine.