OMG. Made it to day 2. I was so glad when my mum rang last night to ask me to take her for an appointment, cos I knew I would have no time to dwell on anything. My mum has never smoked so there was no temptation, apart from when we walked out the door and everyone was stood huddled around the ashtrays, But I have to say that wasn't a temptation, more of an aversion (is that the right word)??. They looked so sad. I meen sad as in unhappy. Every car we walked passed someone was sat blowing smoke out the window. Why do there always seem to be more smokers everywhere when we stop. We just have to look at them in a different way though, not to envy cos thats where the seed of doubt starts. But to feel sorry for that they are still in chains.
Already half way through the day, well it is if i go to bed at 7.30 pm.