So after two days back at work after my lovely, long weekend, I get a day off. I’m not scheduled to be working Friday or Saturday this month but have to this week to cover the fact that I had Monday off.
Over the weekend we found some wonderful shops, saw some beautiful things, had some huge laughs, some very touching moments and ran into a couple of stressful situations. Such situations can be dealt with, providing one approaches them in the right frame of mind and we coped handsomely!
I’m actually learning to enjoy flying. I’m never going to be the biggest fan of take-off and landing but the bit in the middle is quite fun.
After being a non-smoker for the weekend, I lapsed (again!) on Monday morning having had something of a panic over getting back to Heathrow in time for my flight. I’m faintly disappointed in myself. I’m not really enjoying the smoking any more, it’s just something of a crutch. I think that it’s finally time to cast that crutch away for good and walk. I make no promises about tomorrow, as I still have some in the packet but as of Friday I shall be a non-smoker and intend to stay that way. Largely. On occasions I may fancy a smoke if I’m out and won’t necessarily deny myself but I’m kind of done with it as a habit.
So I’m off to bed and don’t have to get up at a quarter to six in the morning. Yay!
Good night, all. Sweet dreams. Especially you!
2 comments:
I love the take-off and landing. I get all excited. Then I settle down and read for as many hours as it takes.
good luck with the quitting smoking - I wish I could. . .
it is a crutch, isn't it? (albeit an enjoyable one some of the time)
so glad you had a good time in London - working at the weekend to make up for an absence with be well worth it
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