When I stopped working in 2010, my wife bought me a membership to a local cigar club. I have enjoyed fine cigars for nearly 12 years, but smoking them in public anymore is banned almost anywhere. In the summer I would sit outside, and in the winter would drive to a local cemetery, sit in the car and smoke.
Angelina's is a cigar store that also has an attached area with over-stuffed leather club chairs, big screen tvs, kitchen, restrooms personal humidors and liquor lockers and a state-of-the-art air filtration system. I had always dreamed of being a part of a club like this, and the other members are wonderful. I go about once or twice a week.
If it were just me, I never would have joined. I wouls probably just sit at home and do nothing. It's my wife that keeps me going outside the house. But socializing is a key part of mental illness maintenance, and my therapist is 100% supportive of this activity. I pray I can keep it up.
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