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That's a magic number for me.
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It has been 1,408 days since I had a cigarette. A few days ago, Nick, Rachel and I were talking about the things that would not have happened if I hadn't quit smoking. Only three important ones:
-Rachel and Sarah and Theresa would never have come to stay with me last summer. They wouldn't have stayed with a smoker. By extension, Team Chipotle would never have come into existence.
-Rachel would still be living in Bismarck, because she wouldn't have had somewhere to stay when she was job hunting.
-I wouldn't have Nick.
For those of you who read regularly, you know how important those 3 girls are to me, and it's no secret how important Nick is to me.
The costs of smoking are much higher than the medical and financial ramifications.
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8 comments:
yeah, i love you, but i wouldn't have stayed with you.
YAY!!
Do you remember when we went to the bar in Fargo and you bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked one and then made me bring the rest of the pack home (I lived alone in my apartment during that time)? Did I ever tell you the story about what I did with those cigarettes?
We know how I feel about smoking. I'm proud of you for quitting. I hear it's not an easy task.
what did you do with them? I don't know.
I can't imagine what it's like to quit smoking. I witnessed my mom doing it three times before she managed, and it wasn't pretty. Now she hasn't touched a cigarette in 12-13 years, but still miss it at times. Though she does curse smokers coming to her house because she finds the smell repulsive, she can still remember what it felt like coming to a house where there were no ashtrays, and let them smoke in her house just because of that memory..
I knew I could never start smoking. Both my parents smoked (my dad still does) and my sister and I gave them a really hard time about it. we would tease them and complain about the smell and the smoke etc at home. Obviously demonstrate our disgust. And since we behaved like that we couldn't fold and start ourselves. We just knew that we would never hear the end of it if we did - so neither of us ever started. It's a nasty habit
GOOD FOR YOU!!
This is one of the only cases where I congratulate a person on being a quitter. I am truly proud of you, Ms. Dawn. I hope more people can take up this quitting-habit.
Thanks everyone.
Sarah, I love you too.
Toni, thanks for telling me that story. I laughed for sometime.
T, it's not an easy task. But it was a lot easier for me than a lot of other people.
Nerdine, you crack me up. i'm glad you were such a brat to your parents about smoking, cause then you might have started, and that would have sucked.
Ike, thanks. You can't call me smelly...
Congrats, Dawn, on being a quitter!
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