Seven smoke-free months now.
One problem - last week the wife and I were out having pizza. They had Sam Adams on tap so I ordered one. Now, I don't drink much any more, and when I do it's generally sipping expensive scotch at home. This was the first time I'd drank beer out since I had quit. As soon as I'd swallowed my first mouthful (Sam Adams on tap is wonderful, BTW) the cigarette demon said HEY fuckER I'M STILL HERE AND YOU CAN'T DRINK BEER WITH A SMOKE, DAMMIT! GET ME A MARLBORO NOW! Oh my God it was like someone walked up and punched me. Now, I was at a non-smoking restaurant, and the urge was long gone by the time I left, but I don't know what I'd have done if there had been somebody sitting there smoking. That would have been tough.
The moral of the story - cigarette demon is still lurking. It will try to hit you over the head with a bottle (or glass) of beer, so be ready for it.
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