Ugh
After 5 long, hard days of not smoking I broke down and bought a pack today. I tore the pack open in a frenzy, I couldn't get it lit fast enough. I took one long, deep drag and immediately felt dizzy. I took one more drag and stomped it out. It was nasty. It tasted bad. It smelled bad. It felt bad. And I loved every second of it. ::sigh::
I tossed the pack in the trash and called the hubby to confess my sin. I got the appropriate slap on the wrist and another very helpful pep talk. We quit together. Cold turkey. Our christmas present to each other. It's actually been much easier than any of my previous attempts, but it's still kicking my ass. Oh well, no pain - no gain. Right?
ETA
Finally, some resolutions I can live with...
In 2007, lorilie resolves to...
Go to the crop circles every month.
Put fifty ufo's a month into my savings account.
Backup my xena regularly.
Admit my true feelings to starshine24mc.
Take evening classes in sculpture.
Volunteer to spend time with antiquities.
I tossed the pack in the trash and called the hubby to confess my sin. I got the appropriate slap on the wrist and another very helpful pep talk. We quit together. Cold turkey. Our christmas present to each other. It's actually been much easier than any of my previous attempts, but it's still kicking my ass. Oh well, no pain - no gain. Right?
ETA
Finally, some resolutions I can live with...
In 2007, lorilie resolves to...
Go to the crop circles every month.
Put fifty ufo's a month into my savings account.
Backup my xena regularly.
Admit my true feelings to starshine24mc.
Take evening classes in sculpture.
Volunteer to spend time with antiquities.