Day one

Awoke this morning early actually, and rolled over pulled my pillow over my head and went back to sleep. When I awoke at ten my wonderful husband had the kitchen and dining room clean and a fresh pot of coffee on. I swallowed the tart remark I felt rearing it's ugly head knowing it was the nicotine talking...troops deplenishing it wants more bad....to the kitchen...coffee, a box of cereal and off to my paper...of course being a holiday this had nothing interesting in it, so I scanned my blogs and my space...nobody...now the coffee in I felt ready to see my family. All in all day one went well. I did not eat nearly as much as yesterday....the intense stomach ache and the vomit smell from Warren barfing all over my house last night took care of any appetite I might have had. (You would have though it was him that ate the refrigerator empty!) Seriously if you think I am joking...I am NOT...my husband now believes that I used to be a "fat chick". Still have not bought any cigarettes. May not now that they went up in price again...have mooched a couple off Donny...maybe two...but seems that other than the "What the hell does one do when they are not smoking" issue...I am doing okay...but you may want to ask my family how they are doing....hehehe