So, today, I went ahead and implemented (with much difficulty) my improved shelving upgrade. Quite simply I went from old, nasty, wal-mart stand alone shelving; Straight into some inexpensive solid shelving from Lowes. Then I jazzed it up with canvas lined cubes for storage.
Took me a grand total of 40 mins of measuring, drilling, hanging, and arranging.
Awesome!!
The things you feel like doing when you've quit smoking.
One week
Seven days
Smoke free
Hell yeah
(Found an empty pack under my seat and crushed it for dramatic effect)
Totally nailed it!
Made it out of Bloomington, Indiana alive. With a college campus whose per-capita smoking population appears to outnumber the students, stopping myself from smoking was hard.
Just when I thought things were going great, office life makes me want to smoke even more.
So, today is day 4 of my journey. I'm sure that many of you are wondering why someone like me would post self shots on the Internet , on a blog, and think in any way that people would follow anything I had to say. The true explanation is far simpler than that.
I don't look to start a new fad, I don't expect to become the next sensation, I do this so that anyone who decides to read my blog or read my posts knows that a real person with a very real goal personally to better himself.
More often than not when I post these to my blog I will do nothing but post a picture in a few observations perhaps my feelings at that current point in time. The only thing that I expect out of anyone read my posts is nothing. All that I want is the reach at least one other person with the same problem I am having so that they too know it is entirely possible for someone started the journey and too hope to finish it.
on that note, I wish myself and anyone else to join me on a journey the best luck.
Day 4 has gone off without a hitch
Three days down, plenty to go, doing yard work with my wife and I'm feeling great!
Still would love to smoke, though
Mothers day shopping at Lowes for flowers and flowerbed supplies...and no cigarettes.
