stop swearing

Gave myself permission to curse because the context of conversations. Not too sure if justifying it is very satisfying. The day before I didn’t curse at all though. Didn’t do the rubber bands. I think I can do it without inflicting pain on myself.

I think I’ll try the rubber band trick.

I never used to swear – my family never swore, so much so that it’s an on going joke that if my dad goes as far as saying “flaming” you know he’s really mad!
However it’s slowly crept into my everyday speach. I never really realised how much of a negative impact it can make until someone mentioned it to me the other day. I need to get back out of the habit now.
As an English Language student surely I must be more articulate than to resort to such a low form of speach?
One of my friend’s regularly uses “Deary me!”, or “Oh, golly gosh!”. However I’m not sure if I’m quite really for that yet…

I’m learning how to swear in French… it’s a bit better because then people will just not understand it as such… and just think you’re muttering to yourself.

Thanks to whoever suggested it here..
Well.. I was doing a thing where I’d pen little dots on my arm every time I swore and pay it back at the end of the day (10c each) but that got a bit awkward and difficult to track after a week or two weeks so I’m not sure if I’ve had much progress. I just shrug and put heaps of money in my ‘stop bl**dy swearing!’ jar. At least some charity will be pleased!
Also, I’ve increased my usage of the words ‘Gosh’, ‘Wow’ and ‘Yikes’. :)

my son just said, that was fucking scary…ugggggg… I’m warping my kids

I’ve ditched using the basic naughty words and am now tackling the ever popular “Oh my gawd!”. That one’s tricky. It’s not one I’ve ever had to censure myself around youngsters or oldsters, so it’s become far more entrenched in my brain.
Luckily, Get Fuzzy has come through for me.

“Sweet raisin danish!”

It’s so much fun to say, it’s already becoming automatic!

5:00, woken earlier by cats. Decided instead of getting back to sleep I would try to get some early morning work done, when I got to my computer, found another cat sitting in my chair.

Went to great effort to slowly move the chair over without making enough sound to wake up Aimée. Only AFTER I’d finished moving the chair over and sat down in a much less comfortable one did Fran jump off the chair, usually a sign that she’s about to start squeaking, which often DOES wake Aimée up.

Swore under my breath before I realized it.

I think I’m finding it easier to catch myself beforehand, though I have yet to have a major challenge to test that. The few minor ones (tripping in the middle of the night over our Ottoman, driving, forgetting to do things) have been manageable. I think I’m also getting a bit better at catching myself when I get into a swearing mood, and altering the mood itself. It’s not that I don’t get angry or frustrated, just that I get OUT of feeling that way a little quicker.

Yesterday went well. One jeebus, nothing else to my recollection. Twice managed to catch myself moving into swearing mode, managed to notice and curtail beforehand each time, which feels great.