Well , another day. The dudes at work have figured out I'm not smoking. This is down to the fact that I am not stood out in the cold smoking, so it has become obvious. Never the less, they have all said well done and given me encouragement. My wife hasn't mentioned anything yet. Having said that, she hardly ever sees me smoking as I haven't smoked in the house for several years, that plus the fact that I have been under the weather and sat miserably at the end of the settee with a hot water bottle and pile of tissue. Yesterday, I put on my blades and whizzed up and down the hallway, I'm still unwell and not fit enough to go out proper blading, but I am starting to stare out of the windows now and want to get back out there. This odd thing that Iv'e noticed since legislation forced smoking out of work places. The past few years, I have been having to stand outside work (invariably in cold wet weather) in order to have a cigarette. This has become the norm. I now find that every time a cold wind blows or it chucks it down, I get the urge to smoke. In fact, to sit in a comfy chair with a cup of tea and a cigarette would seem improper. Anyway, I don't smoke any more so I don't have to worry. The NRT lozenges are doing a fabulous job of keeping the crazies away and I still feel hell bent on beating this effing curse that has been part of my life for so many years. Enough waffling, I have the Klu Klux Klan in my garden grazing on my rhubarb shoots and need to chase them off again.
Probably going to have chips again.....yipee, best start peeling the spuds.
Love joy and delerium