We have quit smoking, as of about 10pm last night. I really don’t want to. It’s a psychological thing. I don’t have many indulgences, or vices, or whatever, and I really, really like smoking. I quit when I was knocked up with Water Boy, but after he was born, we started up again. I should have just stayed quit after he was born, but…one smoke led to another, and another, etc.
I’m having a hard time, as I usually do when we “quit” but this time we really have. Money is a big, big factor. I just keep saying, buy a pack, or move to Austin. Smoke, or move to Austin. So far, the answer has been, move to Austin!
This is extremely hard.