Truth is Chelle2, I smoked the day I put my dog down in december. I drove by where we bought our first house that burned down (in 05) on the way, ( I dont usually go past there), then I had to take my first ever baby to the vet. alone. Hubby had given him to me when they told me I couldnt have kids. He was a year older than my oldest son- and had been with us
through everything.
I just didnt deal well- I was feeling sorry for myself. I should have been stronger- adn of course when hubby found out, he just made me feel worse- I especially loved the "I thought WE were past this cigerette crap" He has never said a wor4d about me quitting- other than how much money I wasted in the last 20 years. .....
Now, everytime I get mad at him, I want a cig- NOT because I really want one, but because I know it will piss him off and I guess I want to hurt him... LOL Yes- I am a vindictive .....-
So, do like Lox says- take a mulligan- I refused to admit it- noone even knows except y'all know. I fell, I know that- BUT, I am NOT redoing my counter- I slipped, but I got back up. and I have not given in since then.