It was yesterday that I realized that if I had never quit smoking, I would now be smoking for 35 years. I wonder if I would even still be alive given the fact that I have asthma (which has gone dormant since I quit) and my lungs are smaller than your average adult’s lungs.

Definitely feeling much better on 50 micrograms. I don’t think I will ever be able to take 75 micrograms anymore than I can stand to take nothing at all. The only time my heart gets a little racy is when I’m working out or when I first wake up, and that’s the way it should be. It’s wonderful feeling like myself again both physically and mentally.

We got a new keyboard and mouse to go with my new laptop, which arrived today. Virginia didn’t recognize me at first when I went to get the mail. She said this was because I look even younger. LOL, is senility setting in?

Yesterday I was able to handle Cappy for the first time since bringing him home, but I am really coming to believe that getting him is going to be my biggest mistake of 2015. Never have we had a rat this timid, and rats are pretty much who they are with their own individual personalities just like people, and so there is only so much that can be done to change them.

Got a blog view from behind the White House. That’s interesting.

Had a mixture of dreams last night. In one I went bike riding with my sexy ex-doc, and then I think we went back to her place afterward where she served us some ice cream to cool off.

Then I was gazing at Tom who was sleeping on the couch, and then I spotted a stethoscope sitting on a nearby table. I picked them up and listened to my heartbeat. Definitely not something I would care to do after being able to feel it as often as I have been able to feel the damn thing.

In the last dream, we were living in a rural setting, although I don’t know where. We had just arrived home from somewhere and it was very dark. I said to Tom that the only thing that sucked about living there was how far we had to park the car from the house, imagining how terrified we’d be if a bear jumped out at us before we could get to the door of the house.

Just then a car pulled up from the opposite side of the house and I thought it kind of strange that anybody would happen by that late at night. It gave me an uneasy feeling. The car stopped and a guy got out of it just as I was heading up the steps toward the front door. A few words were exchanged although I couldn’t hear what was said, and then Tom turned to me and told me to call 911. I quickly fumbled to unlock the door with the call in mind and then I planned to get the sharpest knife we had after the call was made.