I am smoke free. Mr. Ski and I set a stop date (well, I set the date, he's been ready for awhile) to quit smoking on September 27, 2010. So I had my last cigarette last night, September 26th, 2010 at 11:59pm. It was a little weird saying goodbye to my last cigarette maybe because I know that this is the LAST one. I feel it, it was time. Here are some of the things that have been going through my head all day...
"I have nothing to do now...I'm so bored." This sentence was uttered often on my way to work. I used to think (prior to quitting) that I would only need to make it through the minutes that I actually smoke and that anything in between would be a breeze. Uh, no. I reached for my cigarettes a minimum of 200 times. And the thought, "what do I do now?" coursed through my brain throughout the entire commute both to and from work. So, because I didn't have a straw that could immolate a cigarette I held a tampon...unused and still wrapped of course. I'm sure that was a sight!
I decided to quit after my birthday (this past Saturday) for a couple of reasons. Mainly because I began smoking after I turned 18 (I've always been a bit of a stickler for the rules) and I figure that 10 years is long enough to torture my lungs with smoke, nicotine, and chemicals.
Ironically, I burned the crap out of my finger yesterday (my last smoking day) so that was a great reminder of something I will never have to experience again. There's a list I'm making of things I will never have to worry about since I won't be smoking...but that's for another day.
Major annoyance on Day one of Not smoking...the commute. all. of. it.