Spent most of it crying or in the shower. Almost talked myself out of quitting a couple times. This is tough. I need to sleep if anything just to put some more time under my belt. Godspeed tomorrow.
Friday, January 29, 2016
20150129 8pm = 23 hours and I'm going to bed
I'm sure I'll get better at this, but for tonight Joe is here and can get the children to bed. All I seem to be doing is trying to get on people's nerves, so it's probably for the best. Maybe I'll take a shower first to relax.
20160129 4pm = 19 hours
So I had a snack shortly after the last post - more cookies, milk and this time, some caramel chocolate bars - two of them.
I'm done with my calls for the days but I am avoiding Joe - the little monster is trying to convince me that I can only have a coherent conversation with my husband - if I feed him first. And of course I have been sitting here dwelling on his inane decisions, and realizing that maybe it's not a little monster but the devil himself. I'm just scratching the surface but what if it was never an apple - what if it was a cigarette in the garden of Eden? And how many years later am I finally breaking my addiction? Good for me.
My body and brain say don't go downstairs - little voice says just stay here and rot and die because you quit smoking. Oh my gosh - this conversation is like playing chess with a pigeon. I just realized I REALLY NEED to go to the library. But I am still in my pajamas and time is ticking by.
It looks so cold and windy outside - my inner self is so happy not to have to ever go out there and smoke again. My outside is like Eeyore - nothing, I got nothing.
I'm done with my calls for the days but I am avoiding Joe - the little monster is trying to convince me that I can only have a coherent conversation with my husband - if I feed him first. And of course I have been sitting here dwelling on his inane decisions, and realizing that maybe it's not a little monster but the devil himself. I'm just scratching the surface but what if it was never an apple - what if it was a cigarette in the garden of Eden? And how many years later am I finally breaking my addiction? Good for me.
My body and brain say don't go downstairs - little voice says just stay here and rot and die because you quit smoking. Oh my gosh - this conversation is like playing chess with a pigeon. I just realized I REALLY NEED to go to the library. But I am still in my pajamas and time is ticking by.
It looks so cold and windy outside - my inner self is so happy not to have to ever go out there and smoke again. My outside is like Eeyore - nothing, I got nothing.
20160129 2pm = 17 hours
=) Deep inside - I'm am happy - on the outside I'm just tired and a little restless - not quite sure what to do with myself. Sleep would be really good BUT I have had meetings all day today - back to back to back. Soon enough, I'll get a chance to sleep - back to work - oh yes - forgot to mention - lunch was two tiny hershey bars and maybe 6 cookies and a glass of milk. This is good - I am happy and proud. =) I did have two pieces of trident when I was on a call earlier. And I took two pamprin with my toast this morning, and my vitamins.
I came across the EasyWay fb page and have been reading all the posts to the page and Allen Carr's responses - very enjoyable. Some day I will post there - but not for a while.
I came across the EasyWay fb page and have been reading all the posts to the page and Allen Carr's responses - very enjoyable. Some day I will post there - but not for a while.
20160129 So many posts, and yet here's another
I smoked a cigarette around 9pm last night, as I finished reading Allen Carr's EasyWay - the calendar book called Happy Non-smoker - I think. Went to bed around 11 and woke up around 8am so got enough sleep - but I am very tired right now - although I think a good bit of that is because I am supposed to be working - Grrr 1141am - I better get back to work and quit yawning - so far I have drank 2 cups of OJ and had 2 pieces of cinnamon toast. I am happy - so very thankful and happy that I get to live my life without ever feeding the 'little monster' again.
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