I'm a quitter

I am trying to quit smoking. It sucks. I have smoked since I was 19, and I can still remember thinking I'd be able to quit anytime I wanted. Isn't that funny?!

Friday afternoon I got acupuncture from a very nice lady named Miranda. I wasn't scared of the needles (I have tattooes), and I was actually really optimistic about the whole experience. She placed needles in my ears (slightly uncomfortable at first), my hands & my feet, neither of which hurt a bit. She left me to relax for 45 minutes, and relax I did. I was still asleep when she returned, and I was still half-asleep as she plucked the needles out.

Saturday was the longest day of my life. I was up by 7:30 am, and when I looked at the clock later on, thinking surely it must be at least one in the afternoon, I was horrified to see that it was barely 10:30 am. I try to keep myself as occupied as possible, but still, nagging in the back of my brain, is ~ cigarette, cigarette, cigarette...

I can't say as I'm smoke-free yet. I thought cold-turkey was the way to go, but I'm weak. Very, very weak. I've had, lets say, "a few" cigarettes since Friday afternoon, but compared to smoking about a pack a day, I'd say I'm doing pretty well. Not great, because I really hoped I'd be able to JUST QUIT. Maybe tomorrow I'll have 2 instead of 3, and the next day maybe I'll only have 1 instead of 2.

I have a follow-up with Miranda on Tuesday, so maybe that will give me the little extra boost I need to see this through. I so want to be a quitter. Just this once.