As part of the pre-surgery process, I have to quit smoking.  Yeah, yeah, I should’ve done it years ago.  Meh.  I like smoking.  If I didn’t have to quit, I wouldn’t.  But there are medical reasons, so as of yesterday, I am one week smoke-free.

It actually isn’t so bad, most of the time.  I don’t even think about it.  Unless I’m out at the bar.  There’s something about a beer and a smoke that is oh-so-satisfying.  But, I’m also not going out as much, and won’t be for a while after surgery, so, maybe that will get easier.

In the meantime, I’d still like a smoke.