Man! I was so proud of myself yesterday for getting through New Year's Eve celebrations and New Year's Day without smoking! But today!.... ssheeeesh! Am I the same person? What a day. I came SO, so close to smoking. The only thing, I swear, that saved me was that I couldn't get away to a gas station or something without my family knowing what I was doing and I just could NOT handle their disappointment.
Sometimes, I think to myself, "I'll just get through today and, when I get a chance, I'll pick up a pack." Only, I never seem to get around to it. So, then I get grumpy or cry or just want to go to bed. I don't know if it's just God's divine intervention that's kept me from smoking but I'm not going to argue with my good fortune! I'm just hoping tomorrow will be easier!
I guess this is the nature of the beast?
