Do you see these totally adorable little sheltie pups?
I kind of want to kick them.
It has been…three weeks…give or take a stressful, agonizing day or two…since I quit smoking.
I did it cold turkey this time, which I’ve never done before. I have been smoking less and less over the past few months, and being that I was smoking mini cigarettes anyway, I
wrongly assumed that it would be soooo easy to quit this time!
I was wrong.
The first two weeks were okay. I had moments in the first few days where I felt the withdrawal symptoms so badly that I almost gave up but I knew that it was only temporary. I had an electronic cigarette that I puffed on for a minute or two when the cravings got really bad and I knew I wouldn’t make it. If it weren’t for that electronic cigarette, I may have died.
No, I am serious, guys. It was that bad!
Anyway, I managed to drink a ton of water, coffee, distract myself etc, and I made it through the first two weeks without stabbing anyone, kicking my dogs or strangling my daughter. I also managed to gain only 4 pounds, which is pretty good, considering I quit cold turkey.
And then my husband came home from his work trip…
My husband who smokes.
<insert tears and emotional rampage here>
So. He’s been home for a week. He has been pretty good about washing his hands after he smokes to reduce the smell…
But I still know that he is out there smoking!
It sucks. I would love to say that I haven’t eaten everything in sight since he’s been home to distract myself from the fact that he is smoking and I can not…but the scale would probably jump online and write its own little blog post about what a liar I am if I tried that.
My scale is kind of an asshole.
I went to Facebook last week asking for advice on how to make myself not eat while I was going through this nicotine withdrawal. I received a bunch of useful tips and advice, which was helpful! One of my friends really went above and beyond, though.
I think this is the best thing I have ever seen on Facebook…
Dude. I need that fork.