Quit Smoking Day 7 - Occupied

With the success of diminished cravings yesterday due to being kept busy at work, I attempt to simulate the events to and keep myself out of the "devil makes work for idle hands" category.

So in the morning I do various bits and pieces, like tidy up a bit and do the dishes, and stick some washing on. I also pour over a job application that I'd asked for to get a feel for what it is they are looking for, and if therefore I should bother applying in the first place. As it goes, I think I may have a slim chance so I may well apply.

Then in the afternoon I'm kept out of mischief by settling down and doing some work that I've been meaning to do for quite a while. I've been avoiding it insofar as that I'd started and not finished it some time ago, and since then couldn't quite face up to picking it up from where I'd left off.

But the idea that I might crack under boredom pressures and slip in a sly ciggy was enough incentive to relight the torch and get on with it. And that's what I do, but I start from scratch rather than spend hours trying to figure out wtf I'd done which I've no doubt saved me an hour of pondering why I'd done what and cussing myself for doing it shabbily.

By the time Phil comes home I'm in full swing of things and as usual, compulsively completing work like there is no tomorrow. But despite my fervent work ethic I seem to have forgotten that we need to eat tonight. That can only mean that we need to get take out, and fish and chips wins the vote.

We have a relatively early night, but not before I fix a bug in my code that had been narking me for most of the day - well, I probably wouldn't have slept too well knowing it was lurking.

Posted by Abi on the September 29, 2005 9:38 PM