I am a smoker. I hate it. I hate the smell. I so badly want to quit. I have gotten myself down to 3 cigs per day. It affects me in so many ways.
I never smoke around my kids. I do smoke in my car when they are not in it. The last time I pulled their carseats out I noticed the smell on them. That saddened me. That is my new goal, to not smoke in my car ever. I have managed to not smoke at home because I moved to an apartment without a balcony and will not leave my kids alone inside to go smoke.
I cannot keep my dirty laundry in my bedroom because it makes my room smell.
It hinders me from dating as well. Most non-smoking men will not date a smoker. For instance...awhile ago I met a man that I adored. We dated for a bit and I constantly tried to quit. I even would go as far as not smoking on the days that I would see him. But, I had to light up the minute that I left his house. And here I am now, I still adore the guy but he will not date me because I smoke. That's a damn shame because we got along so well.
So, I'll start off this week attempting to quit again. Probably for the 100th time in hopes that this attempt will work and I pray that my biatchiness does not offend those around me.