Is it just me or does every driver on the road today know that I am in the early stages of quitting, I mean going 10 -15 mph slower than the speed limit, pulling over without any kind of indication, not indicating at junctions. Suffice to say I was pretty annoyed and was verbally explicit in letting my feelings known. At this point my long suffering wife asks "whats with you today?" and when my reply "what do you think?" was rather to snappy and forceful the realization set in that I was in a crave. With that realization, suddenly I felt good, I have got to Day 5 relatively easily, this was my first real craving. Rather than harbor the thought of having a cigarette, I swallowed hard, took several deep breathes, apologized to my poor wife, who instantly and lovingly forgave me and just let that wanting/unwanted feeling wash over me. So here I am heading towards the end of day 5 with another battle in the war complete and victorious.
Well that's the story of my smoke free day, I thought I would share.