I'm not even exactly sure is "randomness" is a word. Probably not. Oh, well.....I just feel like blogging about nothing in general, so I guess I can call it whatever I want.
So today is day 9 of not smoking. Jay decided that he was going to quit because he had been having problems with high blood pressure and I decided to quit along with him because that's the kind of good wife that I am, LOL. Last week pretty much sucked. Even though I'm using the patch, I still felt like I had an itch that I couldn't scratch. I exercised, kept busy cleaning pretty much everything, ate, cooked, tried to read, but nothing helped. I also felt like killing pretty much anyone for pretty much any reason. My poor kiddos, having to deal with both mom and dad quitting smoking at the same time. This week I'm feeling a little better, though. I feel as if I can handle very minor emotional upsets without automatically craving a cigarette. Things are returning to normal, bit by bit. Ahhh..there is life after quitting smoking. It's not like I haven't been through all of this before. I quit smoking about two years ago and slowly fell off the bandwagon, but I'm hoping that this time it'll stick- for both of us.
Kind of related to the quitting smoking thing is the fact that I finally got around to cleaning my basement. Last Friday was a P.A. Day for the kids so I didn't have to work, and I definitely needed something to do to get my mind off the fact that I couldn't smoke. In addition, we're having my brother's and their wives (all of whom I adore) and possibly a few friends over this weekend, and if they decide to stay over they'll need somewhere to sleep. I don't think that I could have been like "Maybe you can sleep in between the dusty elliptical machine and that huge pile of boxes". Not exactly good hostess etiquette. I purged and got rid of a total of five bags of garbage, four bags of clothing to donate, two bags of recycling, and a small pile of junk for junk day. I still have to weed through the toys, which I'm hoping to start this week some time, but at least I got through some stuff. It was a bit hard to part with some of the stuff that I decided to donate, such as the boys' old baby clothes, but realistically I had no need for most of it. Of course I held on to a couple of their tiny little outfits for sentimental reasons, but hopefully the rest of the clothes can go to someone who will love seeing their kids play in them as much as I did. Plus, the basement is much cleaner so when we finally get to buy a house we'll have less stuff to move. I can't believe what a packrat I was!!!! I'm less like that now, I think because I have more things to clean.
I guess that's it for now, I have to get back to one of the books that I've been reading for Harper-Collin's Fall Reading Challenge. And I have to continue to keep my mind off not smoking, LOL. Wish me luck...