Yesterday's post was a little premature. Although i had "gotten rid" of everything, i didn't empty the ashtrays. I couldn't resist.
The happy part is that now everything is REALLY gone. Independence Day coincided nicely with my first real day of independence from smoking.
I knew this challenge wasn't going to be easy, and i expected some road bumps. I can't get depressed and fall back into the negative behavior. That's what i've done in the past. I fuck up once or twice and suddenly i'm back to smoking on a regular basis as if i've never stopped.
I can promise that there will be no smoking today. I plan to take my ZMA and hit the sack shortly after publishing this post.
Tomorrow will be the 2nd day in a row being smoke free!
