2nd Quit, Day 6:
Dogs to vet yesterday for their annual whatever. Surprisingly, the younger one was calm and quiet during the exam, etc.; she is the one that is mostly non-stop at home, the one the groomer muzzles because the dog tries to bite her. (Maybe I should look for a different groomer?) The older one needed more restraint. This is opposite of their normal behavior. Who woulda thought? Anyway, we're good for another year, assuming neither gets sick or injured. I like this new vet; he is an older man who doesn't push a lot of extras. Anyway, yesterday they got the distemper shot, blood test for heart worms and a year's worth of meds for that. (They received the 3-year rabies last year.)
Cigarette cravings are stronger this morning. I am beginning to think that the things we do as an alternative may make this worse. Using mints, gum, etc., whenever the urge to smoke strikes. It seems to just remind me of what I am missing? I switched from gum to tic-tacs, altoids, etc. I may try using nothing, just toughing out the cravings. Something to ponder on. Any opinions out there from those who have done this? I decided on this quit that I will not go through that awful deep depression again; I have an emergency cigarette and will use it if that happens. It just isn't worth it at this point in my life.
Also, I am trying to not think about "I'm quitting" so much. Just go about life as I normally would and face the cravings as they come. Seems the more I think about it, the more I want it. It's a mindset. Funny, when one sets a goal, it means concentrating on that goal. Maybe that isn't the best thing for quitting cigarettes (or any other addiction).
Yesterday, there was a very strong musty odor in the bathroom. Traced it down to the clothes washer, which is a year old, top loading machine. I thought, well, I'll run a cycle with bleach, which I don't use because of the septic system risks. A bit later, I noticed upon closer inspection that I had left a pair of jeans in it after the last load, 4-5 days ago?. (Pee Yoo) Sheesh. Hung them outside in the sun, which solved that problem. No more smell in the washer and no need to use bleach. Yay!
Anyway, today I am going to clean the floors. Been saying that for a week now.