This having a life thing is working out well for the most part. Though last night my life consisted of falling asleep on the couch at 9:30, but it was after having dinner out with seven kids so I guess that's excusable.
And we all know what today is, right? It's Harry Potter day for me. DJ spilled the beans and told his teacher why he wouldn't be in school today, but when I saw her at open house yesterday she thought it was wonderful that I was taking him out of school to go to a movie. I question that, but anyway...I will be sure to have a review up as soon as we get home. If it's anything less than stellar I'm going to be upset.
So I want to relate to you this incident yesterday that prompted me to try to quit smoking again. It has nothing to do with the fact that yesterday was National Smokeout Day. It has to do with absurdity.
I don't smoke in the house, for various and obvious reasons. Besides the fact that it just stinks up the house, my kids do not know I have started smoking again. I don't want them to know this. They bring home their little pamphlets from the school's Drug Free the Way to be week, and it lists nicotine as a drug. It also lists caffeine as a drug, believe it or not, so they already think their mother is a drug addict. If they saw me smoking they would probably call 911. So the point is, I have to hide from them.
I go outside to smoke. I usually go around to the side of the house, or stand in the driveway. This is ok at night, when I can camaflouge myself agains the darkness. But during the day, I have to be careful. You see, my mother would kill me if she knew I started smoking again. And she lives across the street from me.
So there I am, yesterday, 39 years old and hiding behind the garage like a junior high school girl, sneaking a cigarette. I keep thinking to myself how ridiculous it is. Sitting on an empty milk carton, looking around the corner of the garage, getting nervous at the sound of footsteps. How old am I again?
Besides all that, it's getting cold out. It's getting to the point where it's just not worth going outside for a cigarette if I have to freeze my ass off to do it. So yea, I'm going to quit smoking again. As soon as I'm done with this pack.....