And only one step back.
I blame my wife. She's been smoking the past few days. Then last night she said that she was quitting, too, and had just two cigarettes left, and would I like one of them. I'd spent the whole day wanting one and that was too tempting. So I accepted.
We live in a rural area and it's a ten minute drive to the nearest shop, so a free-for-all was not really on the cards.
I did not feel too guilty about it. I was more pleased that, effectively, I'd only had one cigarette in two days whereas I'd normally have had about 50.
This quit is a bit different from all the others. I've not had that dizzy feeling - where the red blood cells have spare capacity and fill up with oxygen. Nor have I had that heightened sense of smell. In fact, it all rather feels as if I haven't given up at all. Nothing's changed!!! Or at least so it feels. Yesterday (Day 2) was harder than Day 1 - for sure, but not impossibly so. I was not rabid with desire to smoke. Rather it was a niggling wish.
Oh but I did sleep - morning and afternoon. Lucky I can 'afford' to. I find that lying down and reading a book in my bedroom is a good way to avoid temptation. As I never smoked in the bedroom, so it follows that it's a room without temptation.
They say that Day 3 is hard. That'll be interesting.....
