Quitting Smoking Day Five: Summary

I'm getting pretty close to the end of day five over here, and wow there are a lot of you reading!

I must admit, I am nothing if not grumpy today. Every little thing has been setting me off. At least nobody's around for most of the day, so the effects are minimalazed to a reasonable extent. I've tried to take some good deep breaths and kind of keep myself mellow now that we're all back home sharing our spaces for the evening. How good of a job I am doing remains to be seen.

Yes, I ate Santa.

No, I never got any respectable sunflower seeds. I'm trying some other things, and will report over the weekend. Promise.

I have had occasion to learn that running still sucks. We ran out of heating oil overnight (can you say, "Chris is in inattentive idiot?"), and the delivery arrived while I was down the street getting the boys from the bus stop. Knowing that the oil guy needed to be paid before pumping any oil, I had to sprint the length of the street to make sure I got to him before he decided to leave.

I didn't hack up a lung or anything, but wow did my sides cramp up. We're only talking about like a thousand feet here. I guess I should start working on that too.

I have given some consideration to the exercise section of this plan, the bulk of which is slated to revolve around my heavy punching bag. That sucker is an instant stress reliever, only problem is that it's in an unheated area. Well, That's not the only problem. It's going to get down to three degrees tonight. Total 'nother problem. And some spring cleaning is in order if I think I'm gonna get anywhere near the thing. Okay, three problems.

Things are looking up quite a bit for next week's high temperatures though, so I might just have a chance to wrap the hands up and throw a few punches after all.

All you quitters out there reading, keep your quit on. Everybody else, think about it.

Oh No, Anything But That!

"Okay, now you've done it. Now you've gone and pissed me off."

That's what I was thinking an hour ago. I really could have used a good place to vent. somebody to yell at would have been perfect. Man, was I mad.

What great injustice was served upon me, you ask? It was the food store. They don't have my sunflower seeds. Yeah, sure, they have sunflower seeds, but only the ones that have already been removed from the shell. Can you imagine how fast they'd be gone if I didn't have to play around with the shells? I'd gain a pound every two hours, not what I'm going for.

For those of you late to the party, I've alluded to the fact that sunflower seeds have been helpful as a quit smoking aid. Don't worry, I'll put out a comprehensive list once I've figured out what's actually helpful.

So I just said screw it and came home. Did I mention that we celebrated Christmas a few weeks ago? I know, it seems like a lot longer, right? Nope, only ten weeks or so. Why is this important?

Because-- lookie-lookie what we have heeyah! Six crispy chocolate Santas, that's right, a hundred and ninety grams of chocolatey, crunchity goodness, all for me. Now don't get me wrong, I don't necessarily recommend this kind of behavior for everyone. To be fair, I didn't even eat all six of them, either; There's still one lonely Santa here.

Man, he looks lonely.