In the beginning, being around smokers was not easy. After a while, it became bearable, until one day it was easier - sometimes (OK, most times) I would watch them light up, or take a drag, or blow smoke through their nose. Sometimes I would observe the whole process from start to finish; not because I really wanted one, but because it was something I had done myself 15+ times a day, for half my life.
This weekend just gone, I helped my parents move their belongings into storage because they are moving to Turkey to retire. I spent the whole weekend with them, and my sister in law too. This weekend was the first weekend where I did not notice them smoking. I can't remember them smoking when we were loading or unloading the van, I can't remember them smoking when we stopped for lunch, I can't remember them smoking when we had a BBQ on Saturday evening. I have no doubt that they were smoking - the ashtray in my garden proves that, because it was full to the brim - but I just cannot for the life of me remember even noticing any smoking related activities going on around me...
I think I may have turned another corner, and I hope this is the case, because it was bloody lovely not thinking about cigarettes, even when people all around me are smoking!!
Any newbies out there who think that they will never be able to stop thinking about smoking, think again - it does happen, and it is awesome ;)
Keep the Quit and NOPE :)