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This time of the year, I’m not usually the typical resolution-taker.

Because it seems useless, knowing that a vast majority of said resolutions don’t make it past the end of January…

But, I’ve ended 2023 on a rather bittersweet note. Although I was starting a new job, I felt ugly inside-out, and I feared depression might have been about to knock at my door. Again.

I had to take a decision. I could either let myself sink, or I could fight back. And the second option seemed more fit! Being forty five, a nice round number, why not make it a year to remember?… In a good way, of course!!

You might have read too, that it usually takes 21 days (roughly three weeks) to take (or get rid of) a habit. We had a TV series about that ”phenomenom” here in Québec, a couple of years back. The 21 days rule seemed to apply to pretty much everything. And it got me thinking.

A year being fifty two weeks longs, that means a potential of seventeen good habits I could get used to, or bad ones I could get rid of. Plus one extra week.

I’ve already used the ”extra” week, to get ready for my first challenge: Quit smoking.

Last week, I bought my last cigarette carton (8 packages of cigarettes), knowing it would be the ultimate one (unless something goes terribly wrong). I smoked seven packs, and yesterday, I gave the eighth one to Chéri.

I didn’t tell anybody about my plans to quit smoking. Except Chéri, for a very good reason… If you think it is complicated to keep your smoking habits a secret, try doing the same with your non-smoking habits! LOL (”Yes yes Dear, I still smoke, you just weren’t there for my last cigarette…. It doesn’t smell like it??  Hmmmmm…”)

And as of noon today (eleven hours ago), I have put this toxic habit behind me.

It is not easy, because I really enjoyed smoking. For roughly 25 years, now. I’ve quit ”cold turkey” but I told Chéri that I allowed myself to ”fail” and ask him for a cigarette from the last pack. He is also allowed to hand me one, if I’m really really, overly cranky.

The next twenty days will most probably feel terribly long and lonely. But when I succeed, I’ll be that step closer to a better me, and ready to take over a new challenge! 

And I’ll keep you Lovelies posted for sure! Muaaaah!