Day 709

Blog Post created by TW517 on Apr 24, 2019

I had to look up that 709 number.  I haven't thought about how many days of freedom I have since maybe last April.  I can't remember the last crave or urge to smoke I had.  That was probably a year ago as well.  And yet...


I've been super busy at work doing several projects at once.  It's finally winding down, and I just completed several of the last tasks to do.  I get up to use the restroom, and as I'm walking out I think, "I'm halfway outside anyway, might as well go have a smoke to celebrate my accomplishments".  I started patting my pockets for my pack and lighter, and then immediately starting laughing out loud.  Luckily, no one was around.


Not looking for advice.  I don't have any urge to smoke.  I liken it more to a brain f*rt.  Like walking out without my car keys, or walking into a room and forgetting why I came in.  Just an old habitual thought that got muddled in with all the others in my over-worked brain today.  Happy Wednesday everyone!