Just been sitting at the side of my river wondering why I succumbed to those 4 surreptitious puffs of that cig just over 45 minutes ago and the reason for those guilt ridden puffs, well read on my friends.
Had done so well to then nothing had been near my hands or mouth for over 12 hours and I was feeling quite proud of my little self. But then again, I always manage to spoil it by being stupid 
and there is no one to blame but me.
However, the new moi is not going to beat herself up for 4 or 5 days with a cat-o-nine tails, nor am I going to berate myself. A hiccup it was be it only a small one but I can and will recover from it.
To be perfectly honest, I didn’t like the taste of it nor the smell so mashing it out in the ashtray was a good way of letting my anger at myself out and it has just made me more determined than ever that I can and will do this.
Polishing cars is nearly as soothing as sitting by my river with my feet being gently massaged by the flow of the water and it definitely is far, far easier than preparing one, yes just the ONE, car for a show.
Could literally do an injury to my other half as he politely informs me that we are going in one car NOT each taking a car because one is due in the garage for a major service and new cam belt (think that’s the right word) so, as my luck is always bad, we are taking the car that I have NOT already done we are taking the one I still have to do – so much for rest and relaxation!!
Typical – GRHHHH!!! Men, and I do mean ALL men, you are impossible to live with and unfortunately, most of the time, impossible to live without 
So having had my moan and feeling 100% better for it, I am going back out there to do the ONE car that we are taking tomorrow and as I wax on and wax off, I will pretend that it is my husband’s body and give it a right good going over!!
Catch you later people if I’m not too kn*****ed!! But I do so love him, honestly and really 
Pic is of the car that IS going to the ball, sorry that should be show!!
