Usually when most people quit smoking, it’s an event. They mark their calendars, stock up on cigarettes and have themselves one hell of a smoke-out.
I smoked my last cigaratte about three hours ago. I ran out and went to pick some up and realized when I got to my neighborhood convenience store that I forgot my wallet. I grabbed the first pair of jeans on the way out and luckily those jeans had about 2.50 in change in them.
Of course, cigarettes are about 4.50 per pack here in the Will County, so I would have had to clean the change out of my car (about $50 worth, NO KIDDING) - or – drive back home to get my wallet. I stood for a second – pondered what to do – and decided that with my birthday coming up Tuesday, that it was time to quit.
I was a pack-a-day smoker here for about 2 years, and before had smoked at least 1/2 pack a day since my early twenties (with the exception of a year where I stopped).
I took my 2.50 and bought a shitload of gum though.
I’m tired of spending the money, tired of driving back and forth to the store, tired of smelling up my car, tired period.
So, wish me luck! I quit smoking!!!!!!!!!!!





