For those counting with me, I quit smoking a year ago --- today. So I guess that means 365 days since my last puff. (Or, is it 366?) Anyhow, I'm still counting it by the day because I'm still battling the addiction demon. I almost caved a couple of weeks ago.
This is no lie: I was walking past, on my way to the parking garage, a public ashtray, on the patio at work where a lot of smokers go. There were a bunch of cigarettes sticking out of the black pellets, long cigarettes, tempting, tantalizing, calling my name. I kid you not, I stopped and contemplated whether I had a lighter on me so I could grab one and smoke it. In my defense, I had an extremely rough day which was but one of many that have occurred recently. Luckily, after doing a mental check of my belongings, I knew I didn't have a lighter on me and proceeded to my car for the drive home. I think if I would have had even a glimmer of hope that a lighter was on my person, I would have dumped my purse and bag on the tile to scrounge for it and lit the used cigarette butt of a stranger to get my fix. Sadly so.
However, I didn't. Yeah!!!
I've gained weight, which sucks. But, I can lose it. I find myself rationalizing why it would be okay to smoke, just one cigarette randomly. But, I know me, and I remind me, that the likelihood of me smoking a random cigarette and not taking it on full force is highly unlikely. I remind myself that I don't walk in a cloud of foul smelling, noxious fumes anymore, that I'm saving hundreds of dollars a month, and am extending my life expectancy. So far it's working.
P.S. Blogger is acting up again. I couldn't insert a photo directly from Blogger and had to do it through Flickr. I have no time (because I'm heading to the Grandma of all Flea Markets) to work out the kinks of the code to wrap the text with the photo. I'll figure it out later for those that will get multiple alerts through Bloglines. You're forewarned.