DAY 3:

I’m still powering through.

11:00pm - into bed, I listened to a couple of podcasts and I drifted off for a little over an Hour before Schnitzel came in and let me know he needed to back-one-out. Back into bed after he wanted a little play about 15 mins later, for a nice 2 hour stint.

3:30am - Schnitty pops back in to let me know he wanted a piddle and something to eat. Back to bed for another 2 hours.

6:00am - Kylie’s alarm goes nuts and scares the crap out of both of us, she’s up and ready for work. A real weird feeling came over me, so I went to the toilet. Laying on the lounge I grab “Mr. Paparazzi”, Autobiography by Darryn Lyons. Great read!

7:00am - I look at the time and get up to go out for a ciggie, I realised what I was doing, I grabbed a bowl of Iron Man Food, then I quickly ran back to the lounge and lied back down with Schnitty. I don’t know what I was thinking, I got the feeling for a ciggie so I got up to go have one… Weird.

7:30am - Read a few Twitters then started getting ready for work.

8:20am - I look outside, it’s bloody raining!! I’m all ready to walk to work - the first time in about six months and the weather is shit! I put Schnitty out the back but the weather looked like it was going to hold-out. I’m making a run for it!

8:50am - Walking felt good, I coughed my guts up when I sat down and settled into my desk - I think from all the tar becoming dislodged, it’s a little ambitious, but tomorrow I might even get my crunch ball to sit on at work instead of my chair.

Even with not much sleep I feel GREAT, I’m not seedy, I’m having slight anxiety attacks, but they’re not too bad. I don’t think I even feel like the Nicotine Patches.

I will make the Two Weeks!