You must work for R.J. Reynolds

Day 3:   There are people I live with that I believe may be personal workers for the devil or the tobacco company.  Since my husband doesn't like his business out there I'm going to call him "M" (that should keep you all guessing about who he is) and my children "S" and "T".  Lets start with T who texted me yesterday about 2 minutes after leaving the house for school telling me where his shoe lace was located and bring it to him before the bus comes.  Last week it was bring me deodorant "I stink",  one day I'm sure it will be "I forgot to put on my underwear please please bring them to me I need them. " Then S, called yesterday and asked if I could bring a calculator to the campus because she needs it for her math test.  Umm so let me get this straight, what is this new math? a math where you need a calculator ? I've never heard of such a thing!
Then there is M, who came home secretly hoping I bought a pack of cigarettes and started on the "rationalization of smoking", for those of you who may have smoked in the past you might understand this speech, I have said it myself on previous attempts at quitting, it goes something like this:
Why can't we smoke?  If that is my choice, my lifestyle I choose then who cares?  I'm not hurting anyone else, I don't smoke around others, I specifically move away from non-smokers.  I mean if I can afford it then why shouldn't I do it.  It is my life, my body, my choice.
Clap, Clap Clap you had me at "Why"  Sold.... oh so close I almost bought it hook, line and sinker.  In this moment though it came to mind why I wanted to quit, it was never because I gave a crap about what anyone else thought, plain and simple I felt like shit.  The one thing that really pushed me into quitting, is when I scream at my kids (judge if you must) I start coughing and frankly that irritates the piss out of me.   I like to be able to go off on you, without taking a choking break.  So minions or not, I won yesterday and so far today.  Yay me!