No, I didn't pick the one shown below. I learned a long time ago to look for a tan base beneath the netting.
I saw cantaloupes were 33 cents a pound last week. They were hard as rocks but I very much wanted some different fruit for a change and bought one, assuming it would ripen.
Well, my hope didn't come true. It wasn't because of anything I did,
it happened before it was mine.
My theory is, it was picked way too early because when I cut it open, the center was much darker than the outer flesh and had never softened. It had no flavor. The difference between that cantaloupe being good or bad was what happened before I got it. It was out of my control until it wasn't.
Now, your quit, your quit, is an entirely different animal.
You control it from the beginning. Don't say you don't, YOU DO!
No one else is going to be responsible for your quit so, there are no excuses. There is no one else to blame.
I got my first computer when Windows 95 came out. I had been using a word processor for bids and contracts along with a fax machine. Remember those things?
I loved playing Tomb Raider and Diablo. My wife always knew where to find my daughter and myself after I got that computer.. I remember having so much fun. Thing is, I was so involved, I didn't want to go outside and smoke.
Lots of dopamine. LOTS
Then I just had to build a computer from scratch. It had everything plus 5 hard drives. I had it set up to edit video because two harddrives splitting the work can do it much faster.Then I built one for my daughter. A computer is just a bunch of parts that click into the motherboard. The fun is choosing the parts you want. There are 2 brands of processors and they each had to use a motherboard with a matching pin socket. I liked to upgrade from what I could buy ready made so building computers from scratch became another hobby.
I don't know, maybe the first person shooter games where all you're doing is holding a gun and shooting might be a little much while you're trying to quit smoking.
From the time he was a kitten, he's had a need for love that went beyond all the other cats we had. If people came to visit, he would go from one lap to the next and then back again.
We probably had 50 or more from 1981 to 2009, mostly rescues. Actually all rescues and a few litters from those rescues.
Our first cat showed up on the front porch. We went on vacation and when we came back, she was on our front porch and it was now apparent she was expecting.
After she continually returned, I built a raised three foot square house with a door opening and a shingled roof that lifted off for cleaning and spreading out a blanket, I called it "Catominium."
Anywho, Hoggie was born on a corner chair in the living room with his 4 brothers about two feet behind my head in a little spring up cat tent a friend had given us. He's heard my voice since his first breath and we've been pretty much inseparable these past 11 years. He went to Canada with me for a month and we've only been apart perhaps 10 days total in the past 11 years.
I take him out every day. He ran wild in LA but too many coyotes in Oceanside.
He likes to eat the grass and hurl every other day or so.
I've determined that he is most vulnerable to coyotes when he's wretching.