I didn't quit on Monday. Bleh. I barely even tried. I'm pretty disappointed about it but I'm not going to beat myself up anymore. I already feel like a guilty cheat everytime I smoke. My husband managed to go all day without a cigarette yesterday until about 12:30 (am, he couldn't sleep).
Anyway, I am trying a new quit tactic with the help of the American Lung Association. It's called "Freedom from smoking" and it's an online program that mainly focuses on different weekly "modules" with message board support. I will continue to take my medication as usual (and hopefully it works eventually).
This occupies my mind night and day. I've never taken the time to think
about smoking before. It was as natural to me as eating. You're hungry, you eat. You're *addicted*, you smoke. I smoke when I talk on the phone, when I read the morning paper, when I drive, when I'm between customers, when I'm excited, when I'm bored, when I'm sad, mad, happy, afraid, etc. The only time I remember not actively thinking about a cigarette for more than two hours was when we saw Jason Mraz
play at Schuba's Tavern in Chicago. Since I can't see Jason everyday, I have to do something else. Unfortunately for you guys, that something will probably be posting a boring entry every ten minutes.
[edit for CQ] Just to avoid boring everyone to death, I've created this community.