I have a mental map that tells me where to stop for smoke breaks when on road trips with my kids. It's sick. I can't believe how this habit has affected my life. It's just sick.
Anyway, the kids and I will be going to Hastings today to see my ailing Grandmother. I won't lie, I am nervous. I got a call that she has a bunch of stuff she wants to send home with me. Almost like she is saying Goodbye. I am not ready for this. Alas, there isn't an option.
The test will be 1) not stopping between my house and hers for anything other than potty breaks if needed for the kids and 2) not smoking when the sight of her upsets me; and it will. I won't have any cigarettes with me, however it isn't hard to go buy some either. That's what I am really afraid of. Walking over to the gas station when the going gets too rough.
Need to get in the shower. Will post tonight.
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