And I'm still chesty. It's like 3 weeks later and I'm feelin better, but I'm still chesty. And I haven't smoked. For three weeks. I didn't even miss it. I rarely even thought about it. I used no patches or anything. I just stopped.
Now, it seems like my family is on my last nerve. I know they don't mean it... but perhaps it's also because I'm not smoking???? Now I'm trying really hard not to smoke - still haven't had one, but now I think about it. Life is not fair... how can I accidentally quit smoking for three weeks and then suddenly have a problem really quitting?
I'm short and angry... I can do this. The scary side of this is that my filter is completely gone. I don't like the shit bag that plays his music with that crappy bass too loud. Before I would take it in aggravated silence, but now I proudly march over in my bathrobe at 11pm and knock on his windows. Awesome.
I was already a mouthy and opinionated goddess, and now without the cigs it seems that I am set free.
Watch out world - my mega opinions are coming and I don't care if your on your way to church or not!!!
Yeehaw,
Lynn - preaching from her precious solid gold soap-box
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