A New Day Is Dawning

I have to say, today went much better than things have gone over the last week or so. First thing this morning I called and reserved the moving truck, before I even had my first cup of coffee. That was fun! Not. The guy on the phone was rather clueless. I think he must have needed his first cup of coffee too, lol. He tried to charge me $250 more than that truck was worth. You aren't the brightest bulb in the pack if you try to do that to Lady Lover when she is just waking up - she tends to let the bitch come out really quick. ;) But we managed to get things straightened out, and the truck is now reserved.


Right after I hung up the phone with the moving truck guy, I got a call from the Cardiologist's nurse. My future appointments have been approved, and I go next Tuesday for the heart monitor. Even better, she told me that I only have to wear the monitor for 24 hours. Yay! I had these visions of having to walk around with this thing for a week, trying to disguise it. Now all I have to do is come home and keep packing. Then I go the following day to have it taken off, on my way to get my perm, so that works. The following week I have a follow-up appointment with the main man (the Cardiologist, himself), so I'm hoping he'll have some information for me by then.


After talking with the nurse, it was time to call the base pharmacy about those patches. They were ready for pick-up! Finally! A day where things were going right! It's about time!


Then I get a phone call from Hubby, asking me if I wanted to go downtown and go to the new craft store that just opened up. Are you kidding? I don't say no when Hubby asks me if I want to go spend money! I'm a major craft store fanatic too, so YAY, again! It's going to be a good day, but...

Now things are getting serious about this quitting smoking, and while I was waiting for Hubby to get home, I started thinking about how I'm really going to do this - how I'm really going to quit. Eeekkk! "They" say you should set your mind on a particular day, and then go for it. I thought I had done that two days ago, but that obviously didn't work out as planned. I could have quit today, with the hope that the patches would be ready, but I simply didn't feel like it. With the moving truck guy trying to rob me, I started smoking with that first phone call, so today wasn't the day to quit. Anyway, while I was waiting for Hubby, I decided "The Day" will be Saturday.


My reason for choosing Saturday as the day to quit is simple really. I'm already used to not smoking while I'm at work. Even though I'm allowed to run out and have a quick ciggy a couple times during the course of the day, for the most part, Saturday's & Sunday's are usually my least heavy smoking days. With that being the case, it only makes sense in my mind to start on Saturday. :) Although, I can't stay couped up in that little office all day without some sunshine, so those breaks are going to be interesting. Maybe I'll just go for a short walk. I'll have to think of something, because my office doesn't have any windows, and sitting there for 8 hours with only a ringing phone and a computer to keep me company will drive me crazy if I don't get outside at least once or twice. I guess I'm going to have to take this quitting thing one day at a time...but not until Saturday, lol.

Anyway, after Hubby got home today, he and I went out. First we stopped and picked up some smokes for me. I have to admit, it was weird picking up only two packs of cigarettes. I am so used to buying cartons. Then we stopped by the pharmacy and picked up the patches. That's kind of an oxymoron, I know, but what the hell. At least now I have them ready and waiting for Saturday. :) Afterwards, we headed downtown and had lunch together, then we went to the craft store. That was fun! This town so seriously needed a good craft store, and I spent totally too much money, but I have been deprived for two years now, so I was just making up for lost time. ~hehe~

Just as we are getting ready to leave the craft store, guess who calls? Yep, it was K. He needed a ride. Oh boy. I'm starting to get the feeling that we are going to become a taxi service for him. He is going to be without a license for at least three months downtown, and on base he has already lost his driving priviledges for a year. I can only hope this won't become a daily habit, because I'll definitely have something to say about that. I know Hubby wants to help his friend out and all, but there are limits.

Well, that's about it. Probably not the most thrilling day to most people, but it was a good day for me. Tomorrow I will have to put some serious effort into packing. Moving day will be here before we know it, and there is still a lot to do.

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Nighty-Night!
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