Day Two

Day two and I feel fine. It is not the end of the world and it is certainly not the challenge that I have always heard about. It is less of a withdrawal situation than I experienced last time.

There is something about the quit now that feels more natural than it has in the past. I simply no longer associate myself or my life with smoking. It just does not fit. I feel silly lighting up and I really feel silly spending my money on it. Money that I could be using to take an amazing trip somewhere... anywhere.

There are a million reasons why I want to quit. Every reason in the book... mostly. Now, if I could just get back to my regularly scheduled eating plan... that would kick ass. I'm giving myself the first three days to eat whatever I want. I dread knowing how much damage I'm already doing to my waistline.

Life is too short to keep smoking. There's too much that I want to do. And smoking works against all of it - without a doubt.