Day...I've stopped counting

Holy shit all you people are persistent! I know that I am really late getting this blog post up, and for that I don't apologize. It's my freaking blog! buuuuut since you all have asked so kindly for more stories I have pulled one out of my back pocket for you, but you're still going to have to wait for my swimming cellphone story...

So I have been smoke free now for a little over a week. Boo Fucking Yeh! I will say that this time around has been a whole lot easier than my last few attempts. I think this time my mind has taken control and blatantly told my body that it can't fuck around anymore. Every time I get a craving and my body tries to have a massive knee jerking reaction my brain just fucking puts it in its place. Damn straight brain, you go girl!

That is accept for the day I received my e-cigarette.

So here is a little back story on this e-cigarette deal. I've been reading about these contraptions for about 2 years now (if you don't know what they are just go to youtube and find a video you lazy bums) trying to decide whether dropping $50 on a starter kit would be worth it. In about the middle of February with my quit date looming I decided to purchase an entire kit. At that point I was anticipating WWIII with my body and I thought to myself, I better fucking prepare.

So when I ordered the stainless steal "cigarette" I purposefully decided that I would order it out of the US so that I could get nicotine in the cartridges. I'm bloody, fucking, chemically greedy! I wanted to make sure that I would be getting my fix every time I put that cigarette up to my lips. Please keep in mind that I had not gone a day without a cigarette (or less than 4 cigarettes) in about a year at this point.

Fast Forward....My ecigarette did not arrive in time for my quit day, so I got inhalers instead and we all know my opinion on the tamponess of those things.

But on Tuesday my ecigarette did arrive...and I will tell you my entire body lit up in utter confusion. I stared at the box thinking OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OMG OMG I can "smoke" again! I ripped that box open faster that a 4 year old on Christmas morning. Its not cheating its not tobacco...this is the most amazing thing ever. At this point I completely ignored that fact that I had already kicked the nicotine out of my system. That. was. a. bad. idea.

So I ran upstairs with my ecigarette, and began reading the instructions. My hands were physically shaking at the anticipation of putting this wonderful thing to my lips. I put the jig-saw pieces together and VOILA I had a working, electronic nicotine infuser ready at my disposal. I turned it on and inhaled deeply. It was the most wonderful inhale that I have ever had. Then it dawned on me...it was far too wonderful. It was identical to smoking a cigarette, accept it tasted wonderful and there was no smell. My brain turned on to that fact that this was not going to work out.

I had to break-up with my ecigarette.

My heart was screaming "no"...my entire body was begging me not to go through the hell that I knew was about to happen....again. I packaged that shit up and with a small tear handed it to georgie and requested her to hide the package. I felt like running after her screaming and throwing a temper tantrum in order to ensure that my nicotine fix would not be lost but I knew that georgie would just kick my ass (like she has in the past when dealing with me during these quit times).

And for 2 days my body went through withdrawl, again.

Moral of the story...don't revert and try a replacement therapy when you do not need it.