Hey, Sparky! I have those thoughts once in awhile, not very often anymore. What I do is think them but realisticlly, not romantically.
For example, I might think I'd like a smoke after a nice dinner. I let myself imagine actually smoking one, I imagine the disgusting taste & smell, the instant headache & nausea I would have from inhaling deadly poisons. I imagine an ashtray once again sitting on the table & how ugly it would look there after all this time. I think of the gross, ugly cloud of smoke that would surround me as I smoked. Then I think of how I would feel, how disappointed I would be in myself, how I would have to come here, tell you guys & reset me meter.
By the time I get to the cloud of smoke, I'm usually pretty close to vomiting & I don't think it's such a good idea anymore.
You're doing great, Sparky, & you have your new kitchen & a little furry reward to look forward to, as well. Keep it up, buddy!
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]5/13/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 171
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 3,420
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $1,881.00
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 17 [B]Hrs:[/B] 3 [B]Mins:[/B] 33 [B]Seconds:[/B] 40