Yay I made it to day 4. Now I'm in the 4-7 category meaning my first terrible three is over Hasn't been too bad a quit so far, no major cravings and have found adequate things to do to keep myself busy. My patch fell off yesterday evening so I went to bed a bit earlier and stuck a new one on this morning. I was also making macaroni and cheese yesterday and as I was grating the cheese I thought 'god what a stink' and checked the packaging to make sure it was in date and checked for mould but nope.. it's just that I'm smelling this cheese properly for the first time. It got me thinking about how much I've missed out on with being a smoker. I started at 12 so I've never been a healthy teen or adult. I always wondered why I couldn't get my mac n cheese to taste the same as my nana did when I was a child.. now I know, and last nights mac n cheese was the best I've ever done
Mornings still seem to be the worst but I think it's mainly cos I should have some breakfast. I used to skip breakfast sometimes and smoke a lot instead. In the past relapses have occured after the first three days. The nicodemon starts telling me that I've done so well that surely I deserve a cigarette now. Luckily I've played that game a few times before and I know what happens (a few more years of smoking and feeling like crap). I think the message may have finally sunk in. Hope everyone else has a great smoke-free day and remember to eat breakfast
Oh and I forgot... last night I was dreaming that I was in a hotel (what's with the hotel things eh?) and there were a lot of my old classmates there. There was also some alien/god guy who I was going out with and he re-floored the gymnasium for me?!? So I was hugging him and thinking 'this is just like that tv program My Hero'.. he was the son of some gods or something (maybe am just having positive thoughts about my boyfriend cos he's been very helpful recently ;). The dream changed a bit later on though cos I had a collection of fingers, seems I was a serial murderer or something and I was wondering about how I'd get rid of them before I got caught. I ended up in some sort of shoot-out and was dodging the bullets matrix-style and an old classmate ran past me with his head on fire, but it was ok cos the fire went out by itself. All in all a sort of X-Men/Matrix/American psycho kind of combination. Odd.