Quitting smoking

this is me in my http://www.threadless.com/ "more reasons not to go camping" t-shirt, feeding Rufus his third birthday kibbles-cake.

earlier, i was thinking about writing about relationships for a project i've been working on and wrote about New York instead... here, i was going to write about quitting smoking... i better resist writing about Rufus, the Irish Terrier Little Brother...

after so many attempts to quit smoking and then this sort of sustained 8 months of trying to stop or at least cut down hugely, i seem to have stopped. and i'm not crazy or even cranky. i am a little bored but oh well. i went to a great hypnotherapist for an initial appointment and have been listening to her cd every night... the one night that i forgot, i did have a bit of trouble the next day. but, as she says in her cd, "this is so simple, it is so incredibly easy - all you're doing is letting go of something that you no longer want in your life." so that's been pretty exciting and fun and i have great faith in the process... it really has been incredibly easy. i think it was just time to let go of it.