I'm in the super busy part of my work year, and rarely have time to post here much. Just wanted to share a little gratitude I'm feeling this morning. It's pouring down rain here, and my commute to the office took 3 times longer than usual. And that was before I got stopped for 10 minutes at the railroad crossing 2 blocks from my office. A year ago (yes, even 4 months into my quit) I would have been reaching for a cigarette several times (a real one prior to 5/15/17, a phantom one after). The thought of smoking never entered my mind until I pulled up to my office and saw 2 people standing in the pouring rain smoking and looking miserable.
I'm grateful that I never had even the slightest urge to reach for a smoke during the drive.
I'm grateful that I didn't have to choose between rolling my window down a little bit in the pouring rain, or filling my car up with smoke.
I'm grateful that I wasn't envious of those 2 smoking outside today.
For many months into my quit, I could never imagine writing this post. I was beginning to think I would be miserable forever. So glad I was wrong (cause, you know, being of the male species, I rarely am ). And for the newbies, No, it didn't take me 16 months to feel this way. Maybe 6 or so for me? But it does finally happen, and this morning I'm feeling grateful for it.