2 days sans patch.
I can honestly tell you it doesn't creep into my thoughts EVERY SINGLE MINUTE of every single day anymore. That has to count for something.
Thankfully, right now, my days are full of work and home. Period. No brainer.
My triggers are all social. The next dinner party complete with fine red wine and great food, the next casino jaunt with my pal C, (who smokes), the next time I go "home" to a family of smokers (ugh). These events haunt me. I have no willpower when faced with my guilty little pleasures. The things I love-I truly LOVE.
As a child, I would not merely kneel on the ground making neat little mud pies, taking care not to soil my clothing. NO NO. I was the kid lying on the sidewalk, hand immersed to my elbows in the gucky muck, feeling its texture and wetness, taking in its earthy odor, waiting for it to dry and cake onto my skin.....enjoying every facet of that dirt. See? Go Big Or Go Home. I haven't changed....much.
The real question is Can you teach an old dog new tricks?????
Time will tell. Today, Wednesday September 15th, I will not smoke. i hope.
*thanks for the support J and C, it means the world to me.