Day four started at two am. Day three was really tough so I went to bed early and now I'm awake and struggling to find a new morning routine that doesn't consist of smoking near half a pack with my coffee. Crochet is helping, but I keep putting my work down to get up and take a "break" only to remember that I do not smoke anymore. Feeling thankful that I can't leave my place because my main reason for quitting is still asleep (my little guy). Feeling proud of myself for not giving in the three times I felt like giving up yesterday. Feeling irritated beyond belief, but that will pass I hope?