Well, where do I Start, I’m now onto day two, and again, this is from memory. Day two is where I was always failing, and other than convincing myself "Just one" was fine on all previous day twos, I’m not sure why I always failed there. Anyway, today I had planned to see a girl I Used to work with, she wanted to take me out as a belated birthday celebration, which was originally called off due to bastard snow.
So, I wake up, about 100 times or so it feels during the night. I can’t see how just not smoking for one day can have such an effect on my sleeping pattern! I really do remember waking up at what felt like hourly intervals, and then getting up much earlier than necessary as I was so pissed at my lack of ability to sleep.
So, once showered, and after a few hours of PC games, I realise it is time to go and meet the friend. Driving reminded me of smoking, so I stopped and bought some regular chewing gum (citrus flavour, if it matters) and chewed like Alex Ferguson on match day for the whole journey. when I got there, I was pleased to see said friend, who was worried I may be on edge not smoking, and we went and ate a chinese meal, which was lovely, calm tranquil and relaxing, perhaps a perfect situation to be in. So, after hours of catching up, we move on into a town, look round some shops, have some coffee, then off we go, I go home, as does she. throughout the day there were times when I really wanted to light up, just forget everything, and smoke, I managed to overcome this, and I ignored my own thoughts of "just one will be fine" I really think the day I had today helped me pull through. As said, normally day two imp fed up, pissed at everything and pretty down. Today, I came home, Happy, Smiling and just relaxed. And then evening kicked in. I began to really want a cigarette in the evening, despite all I did was play computer games and watch TV again. I also had a sore throat commence part way through the evening too, and I really nearly hopped in my car to buy some. To stop myself doing this, I raided the fridge and drank a few beers, which is pretty unlike me, but it helped knowing I was unable to now drive, so I then had to deal with it and just chill then go to bed, feeling a little bit rough, but not too bad. I knew at that point, I had done it, day two was over, I didn’t smoke, great, I felt good about it.
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