My sister decided to come visit me today, so I never got to the scrapbooking. But that's okay, she kept me from smoking.
She wanted me to come with her and go out in Waterloo tonight, but I declined. I knew that drinking and partying all night would make me want to smoke. Only being two days in, I knew I was not ready for that.
I went to a bar though to watch the hockey game. I went to one where I don't cross through the smokers outside the front door to get in or out so the smell of smoke wouldn't make me want one too badly.
The patch is really the only thing that is keeping me going. Knowing if I want a smoke I have to take the patch off for at least an hour is a big deterrent. I think it's the only thing that's keeping me clean at this point.
A friend of mine told me it was a big deal that midnight would mark the first time in three years I have not had a smoke in 48 hours. It was something to be proud of. He was right.
It is that comment that stops me from buying a pack on my way home.
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