In the interests of being completely honest... I got up this morning, packed a small suitcase and my laptop, went out to start the car to let it warm up, and then sat down to have a smoke.
Hey - I said I'd quit today; I didn't say at what time. And it was a cigarette from the designated "My Last Pack"; not my fault it wasn't empty yet. And I knew I was about to cross a line... the one between quiet attempts to stop smoking (where no one cares if you fail), to doing it right out in the open (where I think some people may have already arranged to collect a bounty if they catch me in the act).
So - at 7:50 this morning, I walked out the front door of our house. I left the still-not-empty pack on the end table by my boyfriend's chair, and he's on notice that he has exactly three days to dispose of them however he sees fit. Honey - they are NOT to be smoked in the house.
(We'll work on Trevor later.)
I got into my car and drove to the nearest grocery store, where I went inside and bought... wait for it.... GROCERIES! Healthy little snacks that I could enjoy some-what guilt free as I tried to keep my brain, hands, and mouth busy/distracted.
I continued driving - arriving at Sharlene's place around 9 AM. I had already been tobacco-free for over an hour, and thought I was pretty proud of myself at that point. Now that it's been almost 12 hours... I'm insufferable!
So, today, I've already made it through around an hour of driving... which yesterday would have included at least a cigarette or two (underestimation). I've had a couple of snacks, and that post-eating period is also somewhat of a trigger (understatement). I'm going to have a glass of wine and dinner, and see how that goes.
Wish me luck!
PS - Plans for tomorrow include officially registering for QuitNow and Win, and letting you all in on some of the more interesting advice I've had in the last couple of days...
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