Optimistic…

I’m feeling optimistic about today. Let’s hope it plays out well!

I woke up in a good mood, which is not uncommon, when I wake up on my own. When I’m pulled out of sleep by someone or something, I am often too deeply asleep to come alive very well, and if someone pushes me AT ALL, I snap their heads off. Not today! I’m feeling peppy, so far!

Yay!

Today, my e-cig supplies are supposed to come in. I hope so, because this particular brand (Volcano) is strong enough to help me not smoke regular smokes. My breathing clears up within a day of smoking the Volcano e-cigs. I thought I was finished last night, because I was talking to Elisabeth (my daughter), and I mentioned not being able to find my pack of smokes. Well, somehow, she didn’t know I’d started smoking again in January, and boooooy did she jump on me. She wasn’t mean…she never is, nowadays…but she told me in no uncertain terms to stop smoking, because she doesn’t want me to die. 

So yeah, today I start that journey again; assuming the post office cooperates, anyway. It will be my ninth effort at quitting, so I’m hoping it sticks. I really don’t want to suffocate to death. Not pleasant, as I already feel like it will happen, some days.

Next time I get mad at Laurie over the smoking issue, if I pick up a cigarette again, I want someone to come bonk me over the head with something, ok? I was too stupid to act like a responsible adult, this last time, and I got hooked again.

I’m getting ready for my birthday to show up. It’s not til May 21, but I’m trying to lay plans to visit with our grandson Nathaneal. That is the best birthday present I can have, to spend time with my kids. They all always call, and I have saved a few voicemails from them. My baby Bug left me one a few years ago. He could only talk a little, but he said, "Happy Birthday, Grum-pah!"

I’m happy.

Herman Forstmann

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