It's been five months now since I stopped smoking.
Time to run the numbers:
Number of cigarettes I would have smoked between April 3 and now, had I not stopped smoking: 4,500
Amount of money saved: $802.50
When people light up around me, the smoke just smells like chemicals, not like something good, the way it used to. And I watch someone blow out smoke, and I'm amazed to think that all that smoke was in their lungs a minute ago.
Really, that was one of the main reasons I quit. Way back last winter, I was holed up in my apartment on a cold day with all the windows shut. I lit up a cigarette, exhaled the first puff, really looked at the amount of smoke that filled the room, and thought to myself, "That can't be good." I think that was the first time that a little inkling crossed my mind that maybe it was time to quit.
So! Five months. I still think about smoking sometimes. But the fact that I've made it this far, well, it gives me hope that I can keep it up. I mean, heck, if I can abstain from smoking for five months, I can do anything!
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Thursday, September 03, 2009
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Tonight's Agenda
1. Go to Target to look at bookcase on sale. Granted, this bookcase has been on sale at Target since last Sunday, which means they sold all two that they had in stock by 8:15 Sunday morning, but hey, a gal can dream, right?
2. Go to library to pick up book on reserve and ask (gulp) if they are accepting applications.** OH MY GOD I cannot believe I am actually going to do this, but if I am ever going to realize my dream of home ownership, I have got to have more income coming in. My last several brilliant money-making schemes all came to naught (just call me Lucy Ricardo), but this one could ACTUALLY WORK (stop laughing! STOP IT!). If I could pick up an evening or two and possibly a weekend day, it would put me much closer to a downpayment. Of course, I forgot until just now that the library is closed on weekends during the summer. OK, two evenings a week it is. I AM GOING TO DO THIS. I AM I AM IAMIAMIAMIAM. There. I said it on my blog, so it must be true. (Stop laughing).
3. Separate the bleeding heart bush. This particular plant has grown over the course of the last ten years from a teeny teeny baby to a giant behemoth that has taken over my garden. While I love it dearly, it is taking up too much room. I divided it once before with fine results, so I will try again. I seem to remember that the last time I divided it, the operation required a hand spade and a shovel and a steak knife and a saw (in that order), plus an inordinate amount of cursing, so I might have to save this particular project for the weekend. When the temp will supposedly be above freezing! Such excitement! Oh my God fifty degrees!! I may faint.
Such are my plans for this evening.
**Unless one of the high school interns is working the desk. Asking someone who is thirty years younger than me if they are accepting applications is something I will not do. Yet.
2. Go to library to pick up book on reserve and ask (gulp) if they are accepting applications.** OH MY GOD I cannot believe I am actually going to do this, but if I am ever going to realize my dream of home ownership, I have got to have more income coming in. My last several brilliant money-making schemes all came to naught (just call me Lucy Ricardo), but this one could ACTUALLY WORK (stop laughing! STOP IT!). If I could pick up an evening or two and possibly a weekend day, it would put me much closer to a downpayment. Of course, I forgot until just now that the library is closed on weekends during the summer. OK, two evenings a week it is. I AM GOING TO DO THIS. I AM I AM IAMIAMIAMIAM. There. I said it on my blog, so it must be true. (Stop laughing).
3. Separate the bleeding heart bush. This particular plant has grown over the course of the last ten years from a teeny teeny baby to a giant behemoth that has taken over my garden. While I love it dearly, it is taking up too much room. I divided it once before with fine results, so I will try again. I seem to remember that the last time I divided it, the operation required a hand spade and a shovel and a steak knife and a saw (in that order), plus an inordinate amount of cursing, so I might have to save this particular project for the weekend. When the temp will supposedly be above freezing! Such excitement! Oh my God fifty degrees!! I may faint.
Such are my plans for this evening.
**Unless one of the high school interns is working the desk. Asking someone who is thirty years younger than me if they are accepting applications is something I will not do. Yet.
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