Well, the last of my nic has been purchased. I will never (I hope) come up with a (valid) reason to smoke again.

I didn't buy anything else, I was like, "act like a grownup" so no other shinyitis happened. Just did some editing, then some yoga. Both were painful (mentally AND physically) but I'm so ready to be done! Not with life and etc., more or less back to a better routine.
Although it appears the husband caught my virus, he's asleep at the moment and has been complaining of "fatigue." Hmm. I haven't really explained how bad this virus is (I didn't do to much complaining). The main annoying thing: the length of the thing. It's kind of like a weird version of mono, perhaps a bit shorter.
Anna