28 days later

No no. Not the zombie movie. ;) It's been 28 days since I had a cigarette! Ha! Wow! Almost 1 whole month. Over $150 saved! I am so, incredibly proud of myself. Quite frankly, I am impressed! 

This isn't my first time trying to quit. This is my first time SUCCESSFULLY quitting! And. It. Feels. Gooooooooood. 

 I am so excited! Yesterday, I didn't have my nicotine patch on for most off the day, and I became quite a nasty b-word. Well. Today, I took my patch off around 3pm, and haven't put a new one on yet! Nor, have I gotten cranky or irritated. I'm stomping this addiction! 

Fixing my chemical dependency. 

I was going to give up soda as well. I was told by many quitters to wait, and conquer one evil at a time. 

So, nicotine (and the other 400 chemical poisons included in cigarettes), had to be the first to go. Bye bye! 

I really want to sign up for another OCR, as a reward. *wink wink* 

There's one here in Kansas, called the Timber Challenge. 

They have a new one, to make 4 runs per year. 

The one I want to do next, is in  the dead of winter. The coldest month in Kansas. Hello, January, fire and ice OCR! (side note* it's only a 2k with 20 obstacles in January, but I can run multiple times!!!)

Okay. I got sidetracked, again. I'm always going off on another subject. 

That's all. Until tomorrow!

P.s. my whole body is sore! Owie!

27 days!

It's been 27 days since I quit smoking. It's been 50 days since my last mud run. Until today. Today I did a 6k OCR. 

I didn't feel like I was going to die, ever, during this race. The one I did 50 days ago, I thought I might die while climbing the first hill. 

Funny story. So, I had my nicotine patch on, when I left for the race, today. 10 minutes into the race, it came off. I didn't put one back on until 4:15pm. My race time was 8:30am. The end. Just kidding, but, that's the funny part.

I was doing great, until I got home, around 1:00pm. I started getting super irritable, and highly annoyed. (Sorry, babe.) 

But! I didn't want to smoke a cigarette, or put another patch on.  That is major progress. Sometimes, it surprises me that I don't freak out and want to smoke.  I think about it but, stool only thinking about it in a past way. Like, "Now is a normal time, that I would go smoke." Or, "I would have smoked at this point." 

Okay, back to the fun stuff. I have a great picture of myself, after the race, with my lovely Aunt Toni, and who else, other than... Sasquatch?!

For your viewing pleasure:

In case you're wondering, that's me, on the right, in the bright colors. =D

26days!

Well. I've made it through 26 days, without smoking! Today, when I left to run some errands, I forgot to put on one of my patches. 

I didn't even want a cigarette. I did get a little irritable, but, it was okay. Yay me! 

Off to the birthday party. Fun times! 

24&25 days!

Well. I'm so incredibly late at posting, I'm going to keep this short and sweet.

I've made it 25 days, without smoking! I'm going with 25 days, because I'm about to go to bed, and sleep the rest of day 25 away.  ;P

Wow! 445 cigarettes! That's insane! 

23 days

Today was a long day. Not in a bad way, it just seemed to go on forever. It could be worse. It could have been a terrible day, that lasted forever. I had no urges. I even went without the patch for a few hours.  

I had a good hair day. And my makeup was flawless, which is surprising, because, I messed up the eyeliner on one eye, causing it to be super thick, but, it worked out just dandy. I thickened the other side up, and it was pretty darn even. (Which, by the way, never happens!) 

Not much to say. 

Okay. No smoking X23 days. Amen, and goodnight! 

  

22 days!

So, I've gone 22 days without smoking! Amazed, I am. 

Now, I've heard the saying, "It only takes 21 days to form a habit," from multiple people, since I have started down this path I've chosen. 

Does that mean it also only takes 21 days to break a habit? Not likely, eh?

So, about habits. I haven't picked up any new habits, which is a blessing, and could be  potentially dangerous. At 1 and a half weeks of being a quitter, I lost 5lbs. I was stoked! 

You all know the rumors, right? "When you quit smoking, you are going to gain weight!" 

Not me, I thought. 

Hello, extra weight! F-u 3 ways from Sunday! 

Not only did I gain my 5 lbs back, but I added 10 lbs to that, as of Saturday night (or Thursday night, I can't remember). All I wanted to do was cry. Now, I started out, excited to be able to do a work out, without losing my breath. 

I haven't really formed a habit, out of working out. Smart cookie, I am. 

Ugh! I am so happy that I'm not smoking, but so so so not happy that I'm gaining weight. 

November 2012, I decided to be a vegetarian. I did it. I quit meat, cold turkey. (Pun, much?)

Now, I would LOVE to go back to eating as healthily as I was while I wasn't eating meat. Sad news, TABBIE LOVES BREAD!! And cheese. God I love cheese! If I could learn to be a healthy vegan, I would try, but, I need to keep my cheese. At least, I think I do. I'm pretty sure, if I went a week without cheese, you'd catch me, binge eating cheese, by the end of that week.

I know, I sound like I'm rambling, but there is a point. Really, I promise. 

So. Back to forming habits. Replacing bad habits with good ones. 

I'm no longer smoking, so let us replace that habit. Maybe, every time I would typically smoke, I'll do stretches. You know, yoga style. (I downloaded a new yoga videos app.) 

And... Here's the kicker, my friends. 

Maybe every time I want to eat crap food, I will do 3 burpees. That should help, right? Maybe that's what I need to do. (If you have no clue what a burpee is, I suggest looking it up, so you can feel my pain)

 I could set an alarm to go off, every hour, on the hour, reminding me to do my stretches. Or maybe I could set the alarms at every 90 minutes, and just do the stretches, AND the burpees. 

Who knows, maybe by this time, next month, I'll be vegan? My husband will be so annoyed with me, but, he will support me 100%. 

I will let y'all know what I choose to do, tomorrow. ;)

Until then, good morning, good afternoon, and good night. 

21 days

 Oh. My. Goodness. It's been three whole weeks! No smoking! Yay me!

To be completely honest, I was so busy, today, that even if I were still smoking, I wouldn't have had the time, today. I have never had such a jam packed schedule. Like, EVER. 

So, here's how my day went. 

7am: wake up, get Meg ready for school. get myself semi decent, and acceptable for public outings.

7:50am: take Meg to school

8:00am: headed to the clothing donation center, to fold and hang clothes for families in our school district who may not be able to afford new clothes as often as needed. 

11:10: finish up, and head home for a few minutes.

11:40: leave for chiropractic appointment

12:50: lunch with Morgan

1:40: vintage stock, then Halloween store with the hubby

2:35: home for 10 whole minutes!! 

3:00 girls on the run

5:20: home for dinner

6:30: book fair planning meeting

8:00: grocery store for grape tomatoes (you're welcome MoMo)

8:30: to Morgan's to finish the coloring of my hair

10:10: HOME FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT!!!

Goodnight. Hope I didn't exhaust you, just from reading this crazy crap. ;)

Happy Day! 

20 days.

20 days have gone by, and I have continued to be a quitter. That sounds like an oxymoron. 

$107.73 saved. 

1826 minutes of my life saved. 

Insane! Right? Well, i had a dream last night that was crazy weird. Very sexual. Probably Mitch's fault? Haha! Just kidding. I really need to do some research on nicotine and the effects it has on dreaming, if any. 

 I guess I'll look that up, when I'm done playing with my hair. ;)

Speaking of me playing with my hair... We are lifting the yellow out, tomorrow.      I'm loving it, but, it's a complete shock, every time I look in the mirror. 

I love Morgan McAnany. (The one who has fixed my awful haircut. Also, she's my Hubby's cousin.)

19 days. I'm getting excited!

I made it 19 days! 

I am starting to have more phlegm. I know, disgusting! I feel like I am always clearing my throat. I'll be j happy when that is done. Yuck. 

I had a weird dream, but can't remember what it was. Do you ever have those nights, where you wake up from a dream and know it was scary, weird, or fantastic, but can't remember a single detail? That's what this one was. 

I am kind of starting to like my hair, but, I am more excited to fix it. I figure it's one last hoorah before I'm "too old" to add crazy colors and have a crazy style. 

Maybe I'll grow up when...

I can't even finish that  statement. =P

I'll be the 90 year old woman with some crazy hair cut, colored a glossy fire engine red. Or purple. Who knows?! 

And I say 90, because, hey, I might live that long, since I'm not smoking anymore! 

I still haven't called my grandmother, and told her I quit, yet. I'm sure her sister may have told her, but, I don't know, because I haven't talked to her. 

I think I'll call her today. She is always telling me I need to quit, because cancer runs in our family. It seems like everyone in our family dies from cancer. No young ones, that I know of. My great grandma had cancer, some of her sons have had cancer. One of my grandmother's brothers is living with it, now. It's pretty scary, when you think about all the people, who share your genetic background, who have fought and won, or fought and lost the battle with cancer. 

Yes, I know. Everything causes cancer these days. Heck, the meat we eat. The genetically modified fruits and vegetables, and other foods we eat, shampoo bottles, toothpaste, and lotions.  It all causes cancer. 

I tried to go organic. My husband wanted to go along with it, and we tried. But guess what? I was spending over $100 a month on cigarettes! Who can afford that? Why do it, if I'm going to smoke cigarettes that contain hundreds of toxins, basically defeating the whole purpose of eating clean? 

So, that's my next hurdle. Once I'm done with the patches (which should be November 3rd, if all goes according to plan), we are going to gradually remove all nonorganic foods from our kitchen. (I hope)

Here's to 20 days, smoke free! 

18 days

It was a close one, today. But, I made it! I went to get my hair done, and it got butchered. Agh! Super short and super uneven. It's okay, though. 

I had one cut in mind, and it was a super short, cute, pixie type style. Like this:

Instead. I am going to be sporting a fauxhawk. 

Like THIS:

Nice, huh? Lol! 

So, I decided it's going to be black and purple, or blonde and pink. 

But, for real... It was a very close call, today. O_o

I even went as far as lighting a cigarette.

I didn't do it though. 

I let it burn, for a few seconds, then put it out. 

Serrrrrrriously close. 

17 days without smoking!

So. I have gone a full 17 days without smoking.

Yay me. I'm pretty sure my loving husband left his full pack of cigarettes home, today, to test me. (Lol!!)

I didn't give in, to the minor pang of temptation.

 Now, it's more of a curiosity thing. If I were to light a cigarette, after not smoking for this long, would I start coughing and hacking, at the first drag? Probably. 

But, I won't be putting that theory to the test. 

Since I quit smoking, I have had this major desire to cut all of my hair off. So, naturally, I was thinking "what? Am I crazy? No. I'm going to leave it long." You've seen my profile picture (or you have seen me in real life!) My hair was pretty long. If you haven't seen it, here:

Well, I got it cut. For those who read this, and aren't a part of my daily Facebook posts, here's the cut, now:

I have ALSO decided, it is not short enough. 

Here is what I'm going to get...

Did this desire to chop my hair come from not smoking? Maybe subconsciously, but, probably not. 

I just wanted to share, because I am a talker (typer?)

Well, would ya looky there, I went completely off topic. 

Here's to 18 days! That's 2 & 1/2 weeks! Whoop whoop! 

16 days in a row, without a cigarette.

No cravings. No issues. 

I'm trying to get ready for my OCR run that is coming up. It's September 28th at 8am. Or 830 am. KC Extreme Timber Challenge. I am excited. 6k with 45 obstacles. Fun!

I think I might just start doing burpees again. 

They are a beeeotch, but they do the trick. 

And I'll be able to breathe, while doing it. I'm ready to start signing up for next year's OCRs. Hehe. 

And, I'll be able to afford them, since 8 won't be smoking. Yeeeeeeyahhhh! 

15 days!

I've gone a full 15 days, without smoking! 

My taste buds, most definitely are coming back.

So is my sense of smell. 

Nothing really to report, outside of that. 

Here we go for another day! Another week. Etc...

2 WEEKS! 14 DAYS! WOW!

I feel amazing! I've made it a full 2 weeks!! 

We went to the Renaissance Festival, and had tons of fun. My family didn't have to wait for me to smoke, before going into each shop or other areas.

I didn't have to worry about blowing smoke in the wrong direction, either. Even when I smoked, I was very careful, to avoid smoking in areas where nonsmokers were. Especially kids. I was always avoiding kids. Mine included. 

I'm happy to say, I was "there" the entire time. :D

Now, my dream was really weird, and hilarious, and WEIRD!

I can't recall how it started off, but, I lived in an apartment near a downtown hospital, where I worked.

I was on the run. I had to be careful to always wear a mask of some sort when I went outside, to avoid facial recognition. 

I was too afraid to answer the phone, and it seemed like my dream phone was ringing through the entire dream. Megan existed in my dream, but was never around.  Which is good, because...

I kept trying to "get some" from Mitch, but he kept handing things to me, saying "put this in there, first.". WHAT?! NO WAY! O.o 

Needless to say, dream me didn't get "any"! Haha. 

I woke up, like wtf was that about?! So happy it was just a dream. So weird. 

I wonder if the nicotine patch is really the reason for my wild dreams? 

Here's to another week, smoke free!!

day 13

I already made a post about part of day 13. I made it the rest of the night, without smoking! 

This is going to sound silly, but, writing that blog  about my urges, when they were happening helped me stomp the urge. 

I did have weird dreams last night, but, nothing I can remember. 

Day 12/13

It's been 12 days. I pretty much slept the whole day 12 away. Haha! No issues there. 

I am partway through day 13, and this has been the day for the books. I have had a good day. Most of my friends, and my husband are smokers. Tonight was the first night around my friends, since I quit smoking. 

At the point where everyone gets up, and heads outside, to light up, I headed outside too. No cigarette. No lighter. Just sat outside, testing my willpower, while my husband and friends smoked. I did it! I may have been gritting my teeth for a minute, and mentally smacking myself in the brain, but, I didn't give in to the urge.

 I have gone outside, multiple times, tonight, without lighting up. Each time I had the urge, I said something to Mitch, then rubbed my patch, as a self reminder, that I AM receiving nicotine, just in a different way. ;) Lol!! 

I went to the salon today, and got all of my hair chopped off. New me, new do, I guess. Not really new me, but the non smoker me. I like this me. I love this me. 

 I cannot wait for the day, when I no longer want to smoke, when I'm around smokers. 

Even though I wanted to smoke tonight, I didn't. That's huge! When I tried to quit before, I would always light up, with my friends. 

Now,  don't get me wrong, I'm not blaming my friends at all. It was my fault. I think the reason I would give in and light up, before was because I felt like I couldn't be outside, in the conversation, if I wasn't smoking, too. Well, I was wrong, and that was just an excuse. =P

No. More. Excuses.

Here's to 2 weeks!!

Day 11

It's been 11 days. Yes, I posted late 2 nights in a row. ;) Darn night shift. Lol! 

I got a little pissy today, but, I'm guessing it had more to do with lack of sleep, combined with lack of food, combined with not smoking. 

I saw my husband's pack of cigarettes, and really thought about smoking one. I THOUGHT about it. I did NOT do it. Yay me! 

My reward for not smoking... We rented Captain America Winter Soldier. It's not really my reward, but, it's what we are doing tonight. And I like it! ;) 

Have a fabulous Friday. 

10 Days! I won't be swayed!

It's been 10 whole days! I've been doing great with it. BUT, I haven't been around people smoking.

Am I going to find the smell terrible? Am I going to want to light up with my friends?

I'm hoping not, to the second question.

It's hard to judge whether or not I have a "craving" when I am working, because I work 12 hours, through the night, then sleep all day, then, go right back to work. I don't even THINK about smoking, when I am on a "work stretch". That's nice.

I enjoy not worrying about if I will smell like an ashtray at work.

Oooops, I forgot perfume, today! Hope no one smells the smoke on me. (no longer a problem!)

I am sleeping better, as well.

You want to know what I find the most weird? Watching TV or a movie. My daughter and I watched Avatar (the blue aliens, not the cartoon), without me taking a smoke break. I mean, that movie is LOOOOOOONG!! Amazingly enough, I avoided watching it, because it was so long, and I was thinking how many times I was going to have to pause the movie. So, I just avoided it. Weird, right?

My shows on netflix are going by faster, as well. haha!

I had a weird dream, yesterday, but, I don't remember what it was. It wasn't scary, or anything like that, just weird.

Nothing to note, health-wise, other than breathing being easier. I can walk up a flight of stairs without huffing and puffing, so, that's great! If I run, or work out, and my breathing speeds up, it's easier for me to get it under control.

Until next time, my friends...

Day 9, and I'm feeling fine.

So, I'm really late with this one.

I haven't had a cigarette in 9 days! I wanted one very badly at the start of day 9. I blame it on taking my patch off at bed time. O_o

That's all.

Day 8, and I'm feeling great!

Nothing to note for today, in the way of anything in regards to smoking. Aside from no cravings at all!! (And, obviously, no smoking)

I worked out. 

 I visited my bestie, and her twin boys today. 

I wanted to work out, again, but I figured that would be overkill, so I watched a few episodes of Hart of Dixie, instead. ;) I know... Real productive!! Lol! 

I think I'm going to start taking the patch off before bed, just to see how it effects my cravings. Taking it off will reduce the amount of nicotine that enters my body, soooooo... 

Until tomorrow, my friends. 

Day 7 Good Heavens!

This marks one week! Holy crow! One week without smoking! Who'd'a'thunk it?? 

I am truly amazed at myself. (And this patch) I was anticipating more severe cravings, and I'm not going to lie, I was scared of failing in this journey. Luckily, I haven't had any slips, no urges strong enough to make me really want to slip. 

I posted pictures from my quit time app, for the sole purpose of giving you an idea of what one week of not smoking looks like, for me. =) 

I have noticed that I am coughing up mucus (I know! Groooooossssssss!!!!) the past couple of days. Nothing too gross, or too often, but I'm hoping this is my lungs' "clearing out" process?  

Other than that little bit of disgusting information, I am feeling great!! 

Oh, and I've also noticed a big decrease in my caffeine consumption, since quitting. So, that's great! 

That's all for today! Here's to week two!!

Day 6: No Fix?

Sorry, I have no rhyme for this title. Ha!

No smoking, still!

I did dream that I smoked two cigarettes, and in my dream, I was so pissed at myself.

The relief I felt upon waking up, and finding it was just a dream, was huge. I felt like I betrayed myself, for smoking. See, my dreams are still very vivid, even though they aren't super crazy.

I just put my last patch of week one on, before leaving for work today. It's amazing. I can't believe I've gone so long without giving in to temptation. To say I'm merely proud of myself, would be an understatement.

Little things I've noticed about myself, today: my face is more clear, and smooth. My teeth are whiter than ever. Yay!

Here's to finishing a week without smoking! Whoop!

Day 5: I Will Survive!

So. It's day 5! I had cravings today. I did not give in!! I actually wanted one, on my way home from work, this morning, and I wanted one after lunch.  I fought the urge, and I won! I'm kicking this awful habit, once and for all! It helps that I do not carry cigarettes with me, anywhere. I also don't have them, here at the house. 

I haven't gotten cranky about anything outside of the normal stuff that makes me cranky. 

The crazy dreams didn't last long. I did dream, again, that my kiddo was being so bad. Too hard to handle type of bad, but, I know better than that.

I want to share with you, my app I have installed, to, kind of, keep track of how much I've saved, since quitting. I really like this app. It's fun to see how many cigarettes I WOULD have smoked. It's pretty scary, actually. I can also make a shopping list. I put the name of the item, and the price of the item. Then, the app does this magical math stuff, and tells me how many days it will take for me to buy it, going by how much I've saved from not buying cigarettes every day. See? Fun! Oh. And the app is FREE! Yep. Free. 

 

Here's to another day, as a quitter!!

 If you have any questions for me, ask away! I think all you have to do is log into your "Google" account, which can be anything. I have a "Google" account that is through yahoo. Weird. Right? 

Day 4: Smoke No More

Good news! I haven't slipped! Yay! I'm a bit late posting this one. Ya see, I work nights, and was sleeping all day. 😉 I'm such a bum.

I worked out yesterday, and it was amazing. I could control my breathing through the entire workout.

See, even when I worked out before, every single day, I was still smoking, and when I would finish, my muscles were worked out, but, I could not catch my breath. It was very discouraging. Sad to admit, but, I chose to continue smoking, and stopped working out (back then). I am making no promises, because, it seems when I make promises to myself, I break them. But, instead, my goal is to continue working out, 5 days a week, through December.

Here's the deal. I love to be active. I love doing obstacle course/mud races. When I did my last one, I walked the entire thing, and skipped many of the obstacles. If I'm going to PAY to run a damn race, and PAY to do obstacles, I better be doing the whole of it, from now on!

I have 2 races, left,  to do this year. One is a 6k obstacle, and the other is a regular 5k. Nothing spectacular, by any means, but I want to finish with a decent, less  embarrassing time than I have in past events. 😉

This last one, I did, took me 2 hours and 10 minutes! It was a 5k OCR. Granted, it was up and down some muddy, steep hills, but I walked the entire thing! The whole damn thing.

Any way. I got off subject.

Nothing too crazy in the way of dreams. I just had a short clip of a dream where my child was a little punk. Lol.

Here's to another day of being smoke free!

Day 3, And Still Smoke Free!

I'm really doing it!! It's working! It's happening! No smokes since September 1st, at 1-2pm.  Still only thoughts like, "this is when I should be smoking." Like after I eat, or when I'm driving. No giving in. No backing down.

Mitch bought me a giant box of sunflower seeds, in individual, small bags. It gives me something to do, instead of hand to mouth for smoking, it's hand tossing sunflower seeds into my mouth. Yummy!

Now, on to the fun stuff. In the packet, for Nicoderm CQ, it says your dreams may become vivid, or weird, and to discontinue use, during sleep time, if they get out of control.

Well, it hasn't been HORRIBLE, for me, so, I've kept each patch on, the full 24 hours.

Last night, I must have been having a hilarious dream, because my husband woke me up, asking if I was okay. (I talk in my sleep, pretty regularly, so laughing doesn't surprise me.) I said I was, and asked why. He told me I was laughing. Like cracking up, type laughing.

I went back to sleep, and proceeded to dream that I worked at a hospital (which I do, so not too weird...). Then the nurses and doctors start showing up. There are men and women, in both groups. (I work in labor and delivery, and all of our nurses are women. There are, both forms of doctors)

My husband worked there, as well.

We were planning a bbq. All the people knew me, and Mitch, and were asking about it.

I worked with plastic surgeons. O_O

For anyone who may not get this, plastics is about as far from labor and delivery as you can get, in my position. Lol!

Okay. The dream then moved on. Megan was about 14 or 15. We lived south of here. Location unknown.

She ran a daycare out of our basement, (think Babysitter's club), only the kids were all dressed like frilly dolls. She would do their hair, and do their makeup, and keep them entertained until their parents got there to pick them up.

When the parents arrived, that's when things got weird.

All of the children would line up in the garage, like they were on display, and Megan would "sell" the child back to their parents. Really, she was just getting paid for baby sitting, but it was like a creepy game, that the kids enjoyed so Megan and each parent played along, maybe??

Then I woke up, 30 minutes before my alarm went off.

Here's to day four!!

Day 2 of being a quitter.

So, yesterday, I went the full day, without a cigarette!! I only had a couple of minor "cravings". I don't know if I should consider them cravings, though. It was more like I wanted to go smoke because I was bored.

I went for a short run, last night. A jog, really. With a bit of walking. (I'd like to say, it was because I took my 9 year old with me, that we walked, but that's not all true. Lol)

Last night, I didn't sleep well at all. I kept waking up, every couple of hours, no super crazy dreams to report, which is, kind of, a let down. I love dreaming. The crazier, the better. I usually feel stress free, the morning after a crazy dream.

Today will be my true challenge. I am off work, and the family is at work and school. O_o

Wish me luck!

19 hours and 30 minutes since my last cigarette.

I want to ask you to forgive me, for the lack of pizazz on this blog post. 1: I'm brand new here. And 2: I'm posting from my phone. Oh dear. Here goes.

The first time I lit a cigarette, and tried to smoke, I was 11 years old. Scary? Yeah. I choked on that first drag. I couldn't understand why so many people in my life were smoking. Then, I was told by a close friend "It'll get better, the more you do it."
"Okay", I thought, "I'll just keep practicing. I'll get the hang of it soon."

And, WOW, did I get the hang of it.

By age 13, I was buying my own cigarettes, with my own money, because they were less than $2/pack. Of course, back then, a whole pack would last a week, and that was me sharing with all of my friends in our neighborhood.

At age 21, I was smoking a little less than half a pack a day, until I found out I was pregnant. I put the cigarettes down, to better my baby's chances at life. After having my baby, I wanted to breast feed. The nurse told me she recommended waiting until I was finished breastfeeding, before I started smoking again. And if I couldn't wait, to smoke less than 3 cigarettes a day. I stayed under 3 a day.

2 days ago, at 31, I was smoking about a pack a day. Yikes!

Things needed to change.

 So, here I am, 20 years later, quitting. QUITTING!!!

I am using a nicotine patch, to help me out.

So far, I've only had 1 craving, and I decided to tweeze my eyebrows. (I needed my hands to be doing something productive)

I did notice, my dreams are insane, while wearing the patch. Sometimes, I had crazy dreams, before, so I am unsure if it really is because of the patch, or if I was just due for my crazy dream of the month. I will continue wearing this patch, for the rest of the week, just to make sure. If the dreams continue, I will remove it, before bedtime. 😉

Last night, I dreamed we were at the store, and people started eating each other. So, we went home, packed our bags, and drove to my uncle's house. We set up a tent in his yard. (I have no idea) My husband's aunt was there. (My uncle has never even meet his aunt). We told him we needed guns, and that we preferred hand guns, because they were easier to aim. He brought us double barrel shotguns, and "ammo". The bullets looked like mini iron boats. About 6 inches long, and extremely heavy.

Weird, right??

Are you a quitter?

If so, did you quit cold turkey, or use a nicotine  replacement, or maybe chantix?

When was it the hardest for you? Right after quitting, weeks, years?

And, last, tell me your craziest dream, that you remember, while using chantix or a nicotine patch.