I'm still in my preparation stage here and was feeling fairly smug about it. My usual pace is about a pack and a half per day and on Saturday...a half pack; Sunday...a half pack. Today...I got up and fixed coffee, watched the news and the weather and was doing fine until I hit the computer with tons of work to get done.
I've smoked a little over half a pack and still have the whole evening ahead of me. And I still want another freakin' cigarette! This is my last carton...all a part of my plan. If the carton doesn't last until Thanksgiving Day, I'll just have to quit before then. I will not buy another pack of cigarettes.
After sending my original email to my son (my first blog post here), I got a reply and cried. Here is the email I received from my son....
THANK YOU MOM!!!
That's the best gift you could give me (and yourself)!!!
I can't tell you how much that means to me. I've worried myself sick about the thought of you smoking more than a few times so I can't tell you how relieved I am just to know that you WANT to quit. It's one thing to want to quit for someone else but to quit for your own sake means a lot more!
I'm proud of you for so many reasons and I'm blessed to have a Mother like you. You inspire me and I'm just now catching on to the gifts that you have bestowed on me because of your upbringing.
I love you and this makes me happy to no end!!! :):):):)!!!
You see why I HAVE to quit?
Thanks for all your help, everyone. I'm truly grateful.