Ex-Smoker, Day 45
I'm sitting here on Thanksgiving alone waiting for Molly to get home so we can start on our Thanksgiving dinner, listening to Sunset Rubdown (God bless them), finishing watching the Titans destroy the Lions (I felt embarrassed watching it), just being well-rested drinking coffee after a long nap after only a half day at work (didn't get the full day off, but half off is half as nice), and I'm trying to figure out what I should write about since it's been a while and thought I should do a quick catch-up post. And you know what? I still don't smoke. And I really had to think about it to remember.
It's been 45 days since I last had a cigarette, and it really isn't a big deal anymore. I'm still on the Commit lozenges (step 2 of 3), but I barely notice taking them (cherry is better than mint). In fact, I've only had two since 4am.
Occasionally I do get tempted, but that passes quickly. Now I actually notice getting bothered when I'm around smoke at bars or on the street. I notice that my clothes don't smell like anything. I don't cough as much. It's easier to wake up, not thinking about rushing out for a smoke. I like saying "non-smoking" in restaurants without following up with "no, no, it's okay." It's just all nice.
It's been 45 days since I last had a cigarette, and it really isn't a big deal anymore. I'm still on the Commit lozenges (step 2 of 3), but I barely notice taking them (cherry is better than mint). In fact, I've only had two since 4am.
Occasionally I do get tempted, but that passes quickly. Now I actually notice getting bothered when I'm around smoke at bars or on the street. I notice that my clothes don't smell like anything. I don't cough as much. It's easier to wake up, not thinking about rushing out for a smoke. I like saying "non-smoking" in restaurants without following up with "no, no, it's okay." It's just all nice.
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