I'm kinda proud of myself

I've been smoking off and on since I was a rebel teenager and started experimenting with smoking since I will say the age of 14 or 15.  I've pretty much smoked since although I surely wasn't able to afford it, and it was stupid for me to continue.  The times that I've quit smoking were when I was pregnant with both my boys and shortly there after there births in 1998 and 2005 I started smoking again.  I've endured chronic bronchitis, numerous breathing treatments and trips to the hospital for those breathing treatments when being a stubborn bull headed ass wouldn't quit long enough for my lungs to heal, but yet continued hacking my lungs out in my quest for "harbour seal" status, oh yes and lets not forget that while I couldn't breath and was taking breathing treatments I was yet...still smoking.  Well at the age of 37, I'm four days into not smoking.  First off, I'm sick again and coughing and carrying on. Second, I really can't afford it now.  I'd much rather use the money I was going to buy cigarettes with and put it toward a new skein of yarn, or better yet an airline ticket to see my boys. (Another story, saved maybe for another time)

So four days, I don't want congratulations that's for sure, that's not why I'm writing this.  Its more so for me, my journal.  Probably of other things that I'm hoping to change in my life.  Next I may start working on the fat that's around my gut and actually see if I can look nice, if not for anyone else but myself.  I don't know, I keep talking about it; much like quitting smoking.  I just haven't done it yet.  Soon.

Forgot I had this thing. LOL

Guess since I was looking to offically get on the blogging bandwagon I better use the one I had set up some time ago.