Yesterday was the Superbowl and we had such fun here with the new surround sound theater system. The game was SO SLOOOOOOW during the first half, but the halftime show was pretty good (thanks Mick for all the years of great rock) and the second half picked up nicely. I thought the refs made some bad bad calls, but that's nothing new.
I made lettuce wraps and hot tea and snuggled up with my Sweetheart and we had ourselves a pretty good time. He asked me to let him know when he could have a cigar in the house without bothering me. It's always going to bother me. But it was sweet of him to ask anyway. I told him cigar smoke doesn't make me crave because it literally stinks to high heaven, so I didn't care.
I think was he's reacting to is that I've had a really tough week and it has been apparent in my whole demeanor that I'm struggling a bit. The stupid thing is, I'm nervous, I have anxiety, I can't relax my muscles, but I seriously would not smoke if you put a sickarette in front of me. It's withdrawal of some type, but it isn't really "craves".
Last Monday was a crave day, but the rest of this, I think, is just my body detoxing. I have noticed that I'm pretty touchy, though, and there are things bothering me that I thought had been resolved. Apparently I need to revisit some of these "closed" issues and try to figure out why they bother me so.
For instance, my friend Karen, a real estate broker, asked me why my Sweetie didn't want to marry me...
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