Mare-C-bow-coop:) My French is damaged, since last time I tried to ask where the restroom was at Le Bon Marche' (for our marching little daughter, holding her crotch with one hand) the woman behind the counter started dishing up sauteed mushrooms for me. Now, it's just as fun for me to listen, smile, and keep the correct change for the toilets handy:)
I love all these ideas. Thanks! I never thought of arguing with myself from a nonsmoker's veiwpoint, or sticking the money away that I save for a pretty Parisian reward! I like that... museums, and walking a lot. Maybe I'll get brave and go explore near the apartment when I get panicky there, and print out these and all my favorite posts to read on the rooftop.
Boy, change is hard. I know that nobody likes change except maybe a wet baby; but it seems like that is the most difficult right now. Making these huge changes in my thinking and actions and dreams... Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my "self" and even my ability to work as well as I used to. (That's what always made me go back to it in past attempts. I felt like I needed it to function properly) But now, I think I know better. I just have to be patient, and re-fill myself with all the right stuff.
Distraction seems to be where it's at for me lately. Can't believe I'm cleaning out things in the house that have sat where they shouldn't be for years! Feels good...
Maybe I'll try to design some frenchie looking book marks for my journal that say "Nope" or "HALT" to remind me of Danielle and Sparky's support:)
Thanks Ladies, I appreciate you all more than you know...
mk
PS Found some little binoculars in one of my piles alohakeia! In the suitcase they go:)
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]6/11/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 6
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 90
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $21.00
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 0 [B]Hrs:[/B] 16 [B]Mins:[/B] 25 [B]Seconds:[/B] 48
