Tonight I went to the high school football game (because my son is a drummer in the band) and it was a bit cool outside so I reached into the closet and brought out a light jacket.
Apparently I have not worn that jacket since last year, because in one of the pockets was a partial pack of cigarettes.
I went out into the kitchen where my daughter was and said, "Hey, I haven't worn this for a while, guess what I found in the pocket," and pulled out the pack that had maybe five cigarettes left in it, holding it up for her to see. I had to laugh at her reaction.
"Ewwwwwwwww! Yeah, I guess it has been a while! Yuck!"
It felt so foreign to be holding a pack of cigarettes again -- yet at the same time so familiar... The thoughts I was having up creeped me out so I dropped it quickly into the kitchen trash can and left for the game.
Ewwwwwwww. Yuck.
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]1/1/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 285
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 8,550
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $855.00
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 29 [B]Hrs:[/B] 7 [B]Mins:[/B] 35 [B]Seconds:[/B] 36
