“Good afternoon, the Fischer Group, this is George”
“Hey George it’s Rose!”
“Hey Rose how are you?”
“Good good. Hey can I talk to Sheryl?”
“Sure hang on a sec.”
“Hey George are you still not smoking?”
“Yup, almost 2 years now! What about you?”
“Wow that’s great! No I started again. The stress got to me. Ah well, next time.”
“That’s it, next time.” I tried to be encouraging.
She started again? Rose used to smoke (and I guess still does) 2 packs a day. When she told me almost two years ago that she had quit using a nicotine patch I was convinced that I could do it.
I know I should not let this bother me because I am smoke free BUT it does. It hurts that someone you were inspired by gives up.
Then I think about myself and how I have been slacking on the weight loss thing. I feel like I am letting everyone down, most importantly myself.
Stick with me. I will get my act together and drop these pesky pounds if it kills me.
One thing is certain.
I won't be smoking ever again.