I am finally back to work after having surgery Friday and using the weekend and Monday to recover.
I woke up had a shower and didn't have a smoke.
I had bisquits and gravy and 1 egg for breakfast and didn't have a smoke.
I came to work a little early and made coffee and didn't have a smoke.
It's amazing the multiple opportunities this morning I would have used in just a few hours to take a moment and smoke. Instead I had some thoughts about my current romantic relationship, about how I really appreciate having a job, about how I miss my family so much.
It's as if the smoking clouded my thoughts as well as my physical space. I am kind of hoping to deal with some minor stress today. I still can't smoke because my mouth is still healing from having two teeth pulled so I am hoping to have some practice while I still physically can not smoke without the guilt of not healing properly.
