I have a pain in the ass daughter who I went out to dinner with last night. We were with 4 families and she decided to tell everyone that she was embarrased of me when she was in 6th grade and wished I didn't go with her to the Daddy Daughter dance. Why do you think she waited until she was 13, me in the middle of my quit, after I had a couple of drinks, at dinner (where I normally would have burned one for sure)...
Just because all the button are being pushed. Just becasue this sucks. Just becuase you F---ing feel like it and your a grown man just like eveyone else....who the 'f' is going to tell you not to kill yourself with cancer and not see you kids grow up. Not be a grandpa, not retire...I go on nice trips, have some good bucks, smoked when my kids pissed me off.
But for the last three weeks I have said "These ciggies don't own me. I own me. I may feel crappy because of this, I might even jump down someones neck, but I won't smoke".
I feel great, better than I have in years. My kids are still a pain in the ass sometimes, but I FEEL GREAT.
Don't go down to the store...go for a quick walk. Stand outside and breath in that clean crisp air.
Keep the faith.
Jimmy the Mick
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 1/12/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 22
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 386
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $143
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 3 [B]Hrs:[/B] 8 [B]Mins:[/B] 17 [B]Seconds:[/B] 46