cigarettes

I am an ex-smoker. An ex-2 pack a day smoker. I officially quit in 1995 when after knee surgery D refused to get me cigarettes, I was also on percocet which seemed to help with the nicotine craving, oh and the knee pain as well. For the next 10 years I would smoke when we went to bars or had pretty much any alcoholic beverage, when in Las Vegas, when I hung out with a smoking friend or was particularly stressed about something my "stash" pack would last usually a month or more. A few years ago I completely stopped altogether and I honestly cannot remember the last time I had a little cancer stick.
The other day I walked past someone who had just lit up & I must admit the smell made me sort of crave one.
My husband coming in from a bar last night made me glad I do not smoke anymore. Good grief I could smell him as soon as he came into the bedroom, the smell of smoke just coming out of his pores & from his hair and clothes. bleech gross