Well this is my second day without smoking and its driving me nuts, I was okay when i am at work but when i come home its pure torture even with the patches, i keep reaching out to grab the cigarette papers to make myself a smoke and then realising I am not supposed to be doing this anymore. I think thats the hardest part, also I just want to eat more as well its a good job there is no food in the house or I could be the size of a three bedroom semi detached house by the end of the week.
I managed to avoid all the usual Valentines day shite or so I thought, the other half looked at me this morning and said "that's seven years then" I am so glad he aint one of these romantic bastards, his sarcasm is quite refreshing at times although it did take me ages to get used to it and realise also that he just cant help himself hahahahahaha
we live and learn and rock and roll
