tomorrow will be 9 weeks since I quit. Where did the time go? Had some really bad days but I got through them and now I can hardly remember that I was a smoker. My flight back home to Spain was delayed yesterday by 3 hours, in the past that would have sent me scurrying to the smoking area in Manchester airport (yes they do still have one) but although I was bored I sat calmly reading my book without feeling at all stressed without those smelly white cancer sticks. A few short weeks ago I would never have believed I could cope without them, I did a little retail therapy whilst in the UK it was nice to be able to treat myself with some of the money I have saved which to date is a whacking £375.00.