Day One: I am officially a NON-SMOKER! I am very excited to be beginning this journey. I've read a lot on addiction and self motivation. The physical addiction will be over after the first three days; after that it's all in my head. A positive attitude will be my best weapon. I have to remember that I am no longer strapped to this habit, that cigarettes no longer control me! I don't HAVE to take a smoke break every few hours. I don't HAVE to poison myself and stink up my clothes, hair, and breath with these awful fumes! Yay!!!
Day Two: Well, I made it through that first day. They say that's the worst. I'm not sure who "They" are....I wonder if "They" have quit smoking? But yay! I don't HAVE to have a cigarette! I'm FREE! I'm trying to keep busy with cleaning and organizing. The attic has never been so clean! And it's amazing how many bags of trash I threw out from the basement! And who knew that the kid's room could ever be so clean. I'm saving my own room for tomorrow. It's so nice not to have to smoke!
Day Three: Well, the house is clean. And by clean I mean that it wasn't this clean when it was new. I suppose I'll pain the walls or something, next. I don't have any paint though so I'll need to run into town. Driving used to be one of my "Triggers" but thankfully I don't need to have a cigarette anymore.
Day Three, evening: I went to get paint but ended up at the grocery store. I really hate painting, anyway, but I do enjoy cooking and baking! I picked up lots of different ingredients so I can do some healthy creating in the kitchen. I mean, my sense of smell is going to come back and so my sense of taste will be improved, so what better time to try some good, ole, home cooking!
Day Four: OMG did you ever really know that brownies from scratch could be so much better than the boxed variety? I've asked friends to share recipes with me and there are some really good ones in there. But since I only really get to cook dinner I'm going to work on some baking. I'll share what I make because after all, I don't really need an entire pan of brownies.
I've got to go back to the grocery store now, though, because there are several ingredients in these recipes that I just don't normally have on hand. Good thing I'm saving all that money that I don't have to spend on cigarettes!!!
Day Five: Well, the kids didn't really like the corn flake encrusted fried chicken. Or the bacon and smoked ham in the mac'n cheese. Guess I'll be eating some leftovers for a bit. They did have some of the cupcakes. I really wasn't able to get the frosting patterns that I was going for, but they tasted good all the same. I think I had a few more than I should have, but hey, I'll work it off. Those homemade brownies were amazing! I'm going to put them on top of a layer of cheesecake and make a frosting for them later, when I make another batch. The chocolate just tastes SO GOOD. It must be because I want a cigarette. But I'm not going to have one. I am stronger than the addiction.
Day Six: I bought a pair of those yoga pants today. With all the cleaning I must have dried my jeans on too high of a setting because they won't button. I think maybe I need a new bra, too. God I want a cigarette. I'm going to pick up some hard candy. I really need something for when I'm driving or out of the house. And I'm out of cocoa powder, vanilla, and confectioner's sugar so I'll need to grocery shopping again. Maybe I'll get some chips....all the sweets are getting kind of old. Got I want a smoke.
Day Seven: Somebody really needs to bring me some chocolate. Payday isn't for another week and I'm out of baking supplies, out of chips, out of breakfast cereal, and there's nothing left to clean. But I haven't had a cigarette. Yay me. The family is acting all weird, though. They've all been holed up in their rooms and doing things outside the house this week. Well, that's probably for the best....they kept pissing me off, anyway. I really want a cigarette. I searched the property and the car but there wasn't even a half way decent butt anywhere. I think hubby has some cigars stashed away somewhere from the last baby shower....
Day Eight: Failure. I'm not really sure how it happened, or why, but hubby came home from work today with a dozen roses, a box of chocolates, a gym membership, and a carton of cigarettes. I love him!
