Pretty Proud of Myself

On Saturday, I went to my cousin's wedding... All of my many cousins smoke like chimneys. Especially when drinking. The alcohol was flowing and the smoking was crazy. I love my cousins and I love getting to spend time catching up with them and having a great time. At first, I was like "I just can't go with the smokers when they go to the smoking lounge." But later on I was missing out - I knew they were ALL down there having a blast. So... I went. And I thought it would be really difficult.But I didn't smoke! I didn't have even one puff! And it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. Truth be told,stop smoking, sitting there inhaling the second-hand smoke was enough to make me sick. And I was absolutely disgusted by the smell of my hair and clothes when I got home. I was like "I can't believe I used to smell like this all the time and I didn't even know it!"And I just sat there, enjoying my drink and realizing that my cousins are total slaves to their habit... they couldn't even be up at the wedding reception, dancing and having fun because they all had to be in the smoking lounge feeding their disgusting habit. It was very much an eye-opening experience. And I'm just very proud of myself to have made it through the evening without smoking. There were a couple of brief moments where I contemplated taking a puff or bumming one... but I said to myself "why,Herbal cigarettes, though? You don't need it. You don't want it. What would it do for you? Nothing." And so I just didn't do it. And I'm ever so glad that I didn't because now I can say: One more hurdle down. Yay!