Final countdown is here. Four cigarettes left in my pack for tomorrow - then I will be an ex-smoker.
I have not found the week easy and it has really taken a lot of will power to stick to my plan. I am feeling in two minds about my last smoke tomorrow - half of me is excited that it will be over and the real quitting will start, and half is very anxious about the real quitting starting and never smoking again.
I'm packing up my swag, my green tea, a stack of healthy and unhealthy snacks and some firewood and heading to the hills for the weekend. I am hoping the change in routine and in a setting I enjoy and find relaxing will be good for me. I know that no one ever dies from nicotine withdrawal, so being away from any temptation will hopefully let me focus on enjoying the time away and not focus on not smoking. I can feel lots of walks and bird watching coming up!