I woke up feeling like a slug today.
Neither of us has smoked since we decided to quit. I believe its a done deal. Once the mind is made up to quit, you can quit. Its getting your head into that place where your determination flips the switch in your head
and turns off the part of the brain that wants to light up. I have to give a big hat tip to the Creator for His help and for all the prayers from those who did that for me. =:] Thanks!
Tomorrow I will begin to walk. I wanted to wait until a week after I quit smoking to start that up again. I know a week does not heal your lungs. But I'm not coughing in the morning, so some healing has begun. And being asthmatic, I really don't like to piss off my lungs. They can be real creeps when they want to be.
Right now I am looking out the back door to Roxy's yard. The grass is high and needs a good mow. Nope.
I just went to look at the grass up close. Its all wet. It is unlikely that the sun will be out long enough to dry it.
Maybe I'll do that tomorrow as part of my walking... if its dry enough. If not, I'll be slogging through the wet when I walk. Gee I miss my nice warm, dry gym.
That's it from the silly slug today. What did you folk do for your weekend? I hope it was more fun than being a slug.
