The Great American Smokeout happened on November 16th. Work decided that smoking was no longer allowed on the premises, sooooo.....I quit. Cold Turkey.
The first day wasn't too bad. I had it in my head that I was going to WIN this battle, and I did.
Day two was worse than the first, and I only snapped a few times.
Day three....yeah....that was BAD. The sound of someone breathing would drive me nuts. My husband even told me to go have a cigarette so I would quit being so... intolerable. Not that I blame him, I was a real piece of work!
It's been nearly two weeks now. Some days are better than others, but I've got it (and myself!) under control now. Let's just hope I don't develop some other addictive habit as a substitute!!
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