I am a dog groomer. I've been a dog groomer for three years. For three years I have fought and struggled to get dogs to behave on the table. They jumped, twirled, fell off, tugged, pulled and drove me to walk away and have a cigarette to calm down. Some of these dogs were so incorrigible that I gave them to another groomer to do.
In the last few days I noticed something unusual. The worst dogs were calm, they sat on the table like pros. Last night, the worst of the worst came in late. I geared up for a late fight and a dog not quite the best I could do. Instead, she was a joy. No tugging, pulling, twirling, jumping or biting! She changed overnight into a sweet dog who came out looking like a champion show dog. The owner was thrilled beyond belief and gave me a hefty tip. This wasn't the only dog that suddenly calmed down. In the last few days it has been a parade of pooches that magically changed. Sometimes after a particularly hard day of fighting with dogs I wondered why I got into this in the first place. Now it is the joy I always knew it would be.
It dawned on me this morning. They didn't change. They didn't suddenly get with the program. I changed. Even if I did not smoke while grooming them, they could smell it on me, smell it in the shop, and didn't like it. They were trying to get away from the smell of cigarette smoke. They came from non-smoking homes. It was new, and foul. By not smoking, my work product has increased by at least 50%.
This is a good lesson. When you change, the world around you changes too. How many people, good people who might have been your friend, have you alienated by smoking? How many beneficial situations were avoided by smoking. I could look back over my life and see the harm that smoking did and really I could just cry over it. If I had never smoked, I would have been an entirely different person knowing different people and having different experiences. Smoking did a lot more than harm my health. It harmed my entire life.
I don't care how bad the craves get. They have no power over me anymore. The last nail in the smoking coffin has been pounded in. I can laugh at those craves now. They veil of smoke has been swept away and I can see clearly. It took me 45 years, but it is