It's the weekend yippee!
Had a few things planned to keep me busy today but my little fella has taken poorly so snuggles in our jammas on the couch it is suits me fine though.
Day 6 is notoriously a bad one for me. It's the day in many quits that I have failed. I really didn't think I'd struggle as much with this quit as I have done with only being back on the fags a week but there you go. It is at this point where I think wow a whole week nearly under my belt? And brain suddenly tries to rationalise why it's a good point to keep going as if it's saying 'ok well done you proved your point, go make a cuppa and have a smoke and get back to your usual self now please'
So yeah gritting me teeth today. Had a rubbish sleep. Was wandering when that would come along!
Have a good weekend all xx