As mentioned today has been tough. Not sure if this will constitute a change to my quit date but will be honest and explain what happened. Was working on my chore list and one of those was to clean out the back patio. I have left this one alone for awhile because this is where I did my smoking. So I'm cleaning away and came across a forgotten pack of smokes. Holy Cow.....I put that bad boy in my mouth, and lit the other end. Spit it out as if it were a stick of dynamite. I doused it with my bottle of water and ran in the house like a scared child. My cats really thought I had lost it. Luckily my husband wasn't home to witness this. I sat down and told myself to breath in, breath out. Well I did this until I literally began to hyper-ventilate. This made me start laughing at just how stupid all this was. As I lay on my living room floor laughing I realized how really addictive this crap is. Never would I have smoked a cigarette that had been laying around for who knows how long. If this means I must change my date, well so be it. Lesson learned but what a great one at that.