Day 16

I went to Happy Hour yesterday and had my first drink (okay a couple of them) since I quit smoking. This had been one of the humps I knew I had to conquer, but was a wee bit nervous about. I am proud to say, I didn't have that hard of a time.  Maybe it was because someone was smoking outside so when the door would open, I could get a good whiff...yum.
I have been told that at some point the smell of a cigarette will not smell good...yeah, I don't see that coming any time soon.
I still miss the act of smoking but no enough to start again.