13 days now, and I just got through my second weekend as a non-smoker!

The weekend is the hardest because that's when there's the most free time. My old routine was to sit on the back patio in the morning with my husband and roommates. We would spend a couple hours sitting out there drinking coffee, smoking and talking together. I really enjoyed that. I've sat out there with them a bit since quitting, but it's not the same. I get bored and I watch them smoke and I think to myself "this is a waste of time." So I get up and do other things. It's lonely. I do stuff around the house instead, by myself, while they sit outside and enjoy the weather and hang out. I'm jealous of that. I feel like I'm working more, while they just veg and enjoy their cigarettes. It's making me bitter towards them.

But that's about the worst of it, in terms of routines that I've had to change and the outcomes of those changes. I'll get over it.

One of the best routine changes I've made is to go for a walk after meals rather than having a cigarette. I never liked smoking while walking, so by taking a walk after I eat, it overpowers my urge to smoke, and it helps with digestion too, lol. My step-kids have been joining me for my walks, which is pretty cool.

What's amazed me through all of this is the willpower that's come out of nowhere and has stayed with me. I remain steadfast in my commitment to not smoking. I almost always give in to myself in other situations in my life. I have no idea why this is happening, but I am so grateful for my continued resolve.