Twas the night before quitting and all through the house...

...not a creature was stirring except for my mouse.

It's a decision that's long overdue but I've finally decided to quit smoking. Again.

I'm trying a new method this time. Something called microtabs. My previous cold turkey effort having resulted in a mere 12 hours smoke free. Including sleeping time.

So here I am on quitting eve and I'm lying awake thinking about how much I'm going to miss that first cigarette in the morning, the cigarette on the drive to work, the cigarette after meals (my personal favourite), the cigarette on the way home from work and all the little cigarettes in between without whom none of this would be possible.