Hoping to be a Quitter


Real talk, guys.  I have been a smoker longer than I can remember.

Smoking is how I’ve made most of my adult friends.  It’s what I do after I eat, after I “you know”, when I wake up, before I go to bed.  It’s how I relieve stress and how I’ve gone 41 years without committing murders.

But, its time to give it up.  I have started waking up every morning with a terrible cough.  I get winded working out…and I love working out.  My hair and clothes and car always smell and I’m tired of it.  I want to smell like cookies and vanilla, not stale cigarette smoke.  So, I’m giving it up and walking away and hoping to get to a healthier me.

What brought about this change?  I’ll admit it.  It was laziness.  I was recently on a trip for work, staying in a hotel, and driving a rental car.  I quickly realized that smoking was such an inconvenience.  Once in my hotel room for the night, I’d have to put on a bra and real pants to go down ten stories and outside to smoke.  Who has the freakin’ energy for that?  So, three days into the trip, I just decided that I didn’t want to do this shit anymore.

Who knew that being a lazy fuck who hates wearing real pants would be what got me to end my 28 year long addiction?

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