As mentioned in the comments somewhere down there, yes I started smoking again.
Two and a half years of smoke-free living down the drain.
In my defense, I always go back to smoking during very stressful times in my life, and we had some definite stressful times in April when my brother in law passed away. Yea, I know, it’s almost June and that’s really no excuse.
I’ll quit again. Soon. Really. And then we can all enjoy the craziness that occurs when Michele is going through nicotine withdrawal.
That stinks.
Literally.
Husband quit a month ago, using the Commit lozenge. Over the counter, Target, Walgreens, etc. Hell, my damned FATHER quit using this stuff, and he’s been smoking since he was a kid.