Ok, ya’ll are allowed to laugh at me. To a rational person, this is
probably the most obvious… OK, let me just tell you what happened.
Weekends are tough for me, because hubby is home with his cigarettes
24 hours. He always leaves them out in the garage, and particularly
when he naps or something, those suckers can start to call to me.
So I was reading Saturday, and the thought of those things popped
into mind, as well as the thought “I could go smoke one.” (Yes, I
know, mind game. I’ve always had problems with those.) Ok… well, I
can at least delay. I threatened Pam with an ABC to grade; this
weekend stuff is one of the intended topics. Let’s do it.
A. (situation) It’s weekend, there are cigarettes in the garage, I
want one.
B. (beliefs) <okay self, why do I want to smoke? Um. Because I like
to? No, this particular cigarette right now. What will it do for me?
Um… I dunno, I just want it. Ok, but WHY? I have to write something
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