No more cigarettes for Rebekah

On Friday night after the kids were in the bed I was reading blogs and I reached over and grabbed my cigarettes and lit one up.  Nothing different than what I do every single time I am on the computer.  My hubby looks at me and says "I thought you were going to quit smoking."  Where did that come from, I don't remember saying that I was quitting.  So I asked him what in the world he was talking about.  He informs me that I told him a long time ago that  if he would quit smoking then I would quit smoking.   Well yea I said that but that was a long long time ago, and I never thought he would quit.   Well guess what .... he did!  He has not smoked in over a year.  I've tried to quit a few times during the year but I only made it a day or two.  The only time I have ever been successful at not smoking was when I was pregnant.  I quit smoking the day I found out I was pregnant with each one of my kids but started smoking again by the time they were about a month old. 

He looked at me and asked me if I wanted to quit.  Well yea I do but then again I don't.  It isn't healthy it is expensive and it stinks.  But on the flip side of that I enjoy the smoke breaks I take at work, a cigarette after a meal is wonderful and it is just something that I do.  But in all seriousness I would like to quit, it sets a bad example for my girls,  it is unhealthy for me and people around me, again it is quite expensive, and it stinks.  The answer is YES, yes I would like to quit.

Somehow during our conversation we ended up in the kitchen.  He was leaning down in the fridge getting something to drink and I was standing on the other side of the refrigerator door and I said "yes I want to quit." He just stood up and looked at me and said "well there you have it, you've quit."  I said "I can't just quit like that, I have to work myself up to quitting, get all psyched about it, tell all my friends about it."  He put his finger under my chin and pulled my face to where I was looking in his eyes and he told me how much he loved me and how much he wanted me to be around when we are old and if I continue to smoke that I won't be.  So then he asked me again if I really wanted to quit smoking and I told him yes.  He picked my chin up again and said "you have one week to work yourself up to quitting and getting all psyched up for it and if in that week you haven't done it on your own then I will step in and help you quit.  Trust me you really don't need my help you can do it on your own  but if you don't you won't want my help."  He kissed me on the cheek, patted me on the butt and walked into the living room to watch TV. 

What the heck just happened????  We have never used DD to really accomplish any type of goal or tasks.  The only type of punishment I have ever received from him was for my attitude.  Where is this new hubby coming from???   I am not complaining mind you I am just wondering.  I did get a warm feeling in my stomach when it happened, it was kinda cool that he just said it and walked away like he was saying he needed to get the oil changed in the car.  Nothing spectacular just stating the facts.  It is hard to describe how it felt but as I stood there I knew it was a changing day in our dynamics.  Kinda mind blowing huh?

So I haven't smoked since Friday night, I didn't need the week to psych myself up, and it is Sunday and everyone in my house is still alive and well.