I haven't been sleeping well at all lately. It was 2:00 a.m., CST, and I am wide awake. I'm blaming it largely on stress. Stress at home and stress at work.
There are too many things to delve into detail here in this blog, but suffice to say, of all the things stressing me out, I have not wavered in my desire to stop smoking. Yesterday, it hit me. The notion of "one smoke wouldn't hurt", but it left as quickly as it came.
I am not fool enough to let my guard down, but I am looking at all these trials and tribulations as a test. NOT a venue as an out to smoke.
So, here I am, day 66 and hanging tough. No want nor desire to go back. Has it been easy? No. But has it been worth it? Oh yes....