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I know what it's like. COngrats. I still want to smoke, every single effin day.
 
It's funny that us non-(never)-smokers have the same memories of growing up with smoking parents who would take us on those tortuous car rides!

Both my parents smoked constantly in the house. .....And I remember going on vacations and both my parents chain smoked in the car with all the windows closed up tight! After my Dad died of lung cancer when I was 16, it still took Mom 6 years to quit. She quit on December 5, 1987, about 2 months after the Stock Market crash in October of that year. She said that her life was so-ooooooo miserable, she figured that it couldn'g get any worse; so, she piled on one more misery and quit smoking cold-turkey. She never had a single puff ever again.

I was so proud of her, I kept taking her out for fancy lunches at each milestone (one week, one month, 3 months, 6 months and 1 year). I took her to really, really expensive places and kept telling her that if she started smoking again, she owed me all the money I'd spent on those victory lunches! Since the stock market crash had made money very scarce, after awhile, she couldn't possibly afford the bill I'd give her if she started up again.

3 months after she quit, we drove to Monroe, Michigan for a day trip to Taylor Orchids. Ron Ceizinski (sp?) smoked the whole time that we were there and Mom followed him around like a puppy, trying to stand in the clouds of second-hand smoke swirling around him! LOL! After a year, she began to find the smell of second hand smoke was unpleasant; but, at first, during her withdrawal, she said it was like breathing in heaven!

At 17, I started working as a waiter in the main, 10 tiered, clubhouse dining loung at the local horse race track. Five nights a week, for almost 7 years, all through the rest of high school and into my 20's, I was sucking in all that second-hand smoke, which was as thick as pea soup way up in the rafters of the 10th tier in the dining room! The air was blue! My uniform smelled like an ashtray. Thank God employees in all sorts of industries and patrons in restaurants, etc., don't have to suffer through that nowadays. :clap:
 
Congratulations -- Hope you use some of the amazingly amount of money saved to buy yourself many lovely orchids. I can relate--- nearly 20 years ago I quit smoking by promising myself an expensive orchid book if I could go 30 days without a cigarette.
Now go buy yourself another orchid-- a really nice one-- you deserve it!!
 

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