This site has definitely worked its way into my subconscious. I read this thread last night and..bingo! All night long I worried about how I was going to come here and tell everybody I'd slipped, smoked two cigarettes on my sailing vacation. Funny thing was, I could not for the life of me remember buying those cigs or what prompted me to smoke them. I was struggling and struggling with the guilt and whether to get rid of the pack. I was warring with the junkie. I knew I had to get rid of the rest of the cigs or it would be a full blown relapse, but I didn't want to. The phrase, "One leads to a hundred leads to a thousand" kept rumbling through my mind.
Well, I woke up from a nap and there was the captain's son smoking away. I went up to the cockpit and sat down, still warring with the junkie...would I have one or not? I told them about how I'd quit after 36 years of smoking, up to 2 packs a day, and how I'd just blown my quit. They looked at me with pity and disgust. It hurt, but still I wasn't sure if I wanted to drown that pack of cigs. I thought, "Hmm, maybe I'll give it to the captain's son, then if I want one I can bum one from him."
That's when I woke up for real. Whew! That junkie just never quits, does he? Can't get to me when I'm awake and on watch, so now he attacks when I'm sleeping, the coward!!!
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]3/22/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 213
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 8,520
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $1,448.40
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 29 [B]Hrs:[/B] 18 [B]Mins:[/B] 16 [B]Seconds:[/B] 18