10 days without the fags = yippeeh!

Mid way through Week 2. My smoke-free day 10. So, according to my 'health and well-being quit smoking' app, I've not smoked like a gazillion cigs since blah blah... and has saved me a small fortune...  enough to buy a small country, I suppose. 

I'm considering buying an island next door to Richard Branson's 'Necker' Island. I might call my estate 'Nacker Noo' ... Gary Neville - I'm sorry, but your teletubby-home name may have been bagged. 

I'm trying not to stress over Neil's 50th this Saturday. If it wasn't for his birthday, I'm pretty sure we'd have booked somewhere camping over Easter, for which our booking'd be in doubt. For all our camping buddies that are pitching this Easter, I applaud you, and pray that the weather changes!

Saturday will be a big test for me, as my party trigger will be desperate to be heard! I'm ready to whoop your ass, Nasty Nic!