It has been almost two years now. Third try was the charm. I still want one. Do NOT ever call me a non smoker. That only makes me want one more. I am a smoker, I will always BE a smoker. I make a choice, every morning. I tell myself that even though I have a 100 reasons to want one, and a 100 reasons NOT to want one, for today it is still not worth my effort, my time, or my money to go buy cigarettes. So I don’t. Don’t congratulate me on quitting. I haven’t quit anything. I’m just too lazy to have one.
Laying in the bed this morning, trying to soothe Bubbagirl back to sleep, I began coughing- AGAIN. The kind of cough that sounds like you inhaled gravel. I hate it. Because you can’t stop. But I feel blessed.
See I used to do this every morning.
Today, I am coughing because I’m in those nasty annoying final days of a head/chest cold. Today I am one day closer to the cough going away.
For today I have one more ‘reason not to’ to put on my list.
Every reason NOT to, every day that I goes by and I’m still to lazy and unwilling to go to the store is a good day.