This weekend, I read and I read and I read and well...you get the idea. I have learned a lot about quitting. Pretty much like I thought it would be. A lot like A.A., but harder. Much harder. So I guess, my Mama did raise a quitter and that's all right!
Bare knuckling is a really hard way to quit. I broke down a couple of times over the weekend, but for the most part as long as I stayed busy it was okay. I will get the Chantix on the 16th and it should help ease this program. It's easy to stay busy, I just look around my house and start cleaning an area. It doesn't matter if you have cleaned it a time or two (in the past few hours), clean it again...it's dirty somewhere on there!
At work, different story. I had my head buried in paperwork from 8 until 5. I looked up at a quarter after 8 and it was noon! Went to lunch and yes, I have mastered the whole not smoking in the car thingy, so I avoided my hubby while he smoked in the basement and watched TV for a few, then back to work! Next thing I knew it was 4:30. Everyone else has left the office and I will sit here and blog until 5 o'clock. Cause I can ramble. All day long. And as long as I am rambling on this blog, I'm not smoking.
Yeah, I can ramble.