I am like a bratty 5 year old today. The burglar alarm in the shop next door to us went off all evening and all night. Calls to the Police and Environmental Health got me nowhere so a nice shop owner has a shitty message on her answerphone when she starts work today at 10. I have not had what could be called a good nights sleep and when Kelly doesn’t get her sleep Kelly is a pain in the arse.
Day 4 of not smoking. Things that I would like to note (all of which I now remember from giving up last year but I had totally forgotten):
Clearing my throat: I have a constant frog in my throat and no matter how much I clear it it just comes stright on back. Not so good when you talk on the phone all day.
Smells: I know you are meant to get your sense of smell back but I have been smelling the weirdest things. Yesterday I kept smelling glue guns all over work and last night or front room smelt like pancakes (with sugar and lemon) for a hour.
Sugar: I can’t get enough of sugar. G#1 and I made a pact that I can have as much as I want for 3 weeks but after that I have to stop. Which coincides with my holiday so that actually might work.
Hyperactivity: Um…I can’t stop talking. A lot. And Fast. My housemates are getting sick of it already (Direct quote from G#1 “Have some nicotine already and shut up for a minute.” Ha ha – fat chance)
Soulmining – what have you let yourself in for? By my own admission by this evening I will be ratty, constant clearing my throat and unable to shut up. Feed me wine and I will probably be ok.