When the respect was lost

I have smoked most of my adult life. I started around 13.
I did stop for a year from Feb. 2004 to around March 2005.
Then I started having a cigar now and then - the mini cigars.
Then I started inhaling the cigars.
Now I LOVE the damn things.
But ohhhhh the Mr. ... well he hates me smoking -- anything!

A realization set in the other day.

The Mr. used to always open the car door for me.
I liked being treated like that - and he knew I liked it.
The other day I was thinking about this car-door-opening gesture.
I don't believe the Mr. has opened my car door in months.

And then it hit me ...
I think he stopped opening the car door for me, when I started smoking full time again.

Point taken, Mr.