I’ve been a smoker for … Ug! 21 years now. No more. I set my quit date for Sunday, 28 February, 2010. So far so good, but I am somewhat amazed at how many times I’ve thought, “Time for a cigarette,” and went to look for the ashtray or pack of smokes.
Nicorette will be the weapon of choice …
This is the very first thing they say in the little help booklet …
“You must really want to quit smoking for Nicorette™ to help you.”
Amen to that! The first two days have been a lot easier than I expected. I’ve tried this quitting thing before; the big difference this time is that I’m committed. It’s a filthy, disgusting habit. Preparation was key as well. I had an ice fishing weekend planned, and I planned to make that the last hurrah. I cleaned my place from top to bottom before I left for my trip, got rid of all the ashtrays, and made sure I brought home no beer (and obviously no cigarettes). The first thing I did when I got back (besides walk into a nice, clean house) was to clean out my car and remove as much evidence of smoking as possible.
More later, once I have a couple of weeks under my belt. They say the first week is the hardest. Right now I want a cigarette, but I’m not going to have one.