So I was thinking I had had a realatively easy 1st day. Kept waiting for the throwing myself on the floor kicking like a 2 year old ( which I have done in previous attempts). I even had a friend take me to lunch. This may not seem like a big deal but I live in Nevada and she is a gambler so she wanted to use her "comps" for lunch, which means a smokey casino. I was okay. Played with my rocks, because my trouble is what to do with my hand, so I carried 2 small rocks to roll around in my hand. Then I was sitting on the couch tieing a blanket for one of my grandchildren when all of a sudden I knew I had to go to the store and buy a pack of smokes. I remembered that someone told me to come here and ask for help before I decide to do that. Well, I didn't! Off to the store I went. Thankfully I drove to a 7-11 that is about 20 minutes away instead of the store literally across the street. I pulled into the parking lot and just burst into tears and drove right out the other side! Lesson learned. I will come here first .
