YT; I've never been a smoker. But you already know where I stand, ready and willing to catch you if you need me. I'm just a P.M. away, or even a phone call. Besides, you now have multiple little ones (though the one is still in the oven, so-to-speak) who are relying on you to teach them about Newton's Laws of motion (especially as they apply to handling a fly line, I mean, hey, what better application of motion is there than casting a fly line?
), and what about matter existing in two places simultaneously? Who's gonna help them understand that? And who can possible make them a bowl of good tomato soup with a grilled cheese samich like dear ol' Dad? You have a lot to stick around for, and you need to be in top health to keep up.
Every time you think about lighting up, look at your kids. You'll quit soon enough. Just put priorities where they belong. That will give you the strength.
Oh, and one more reason to quit; who will I have to back me up, or even correct me when I go off on a semi-tech tangent about food, here on DC if you are coughing so hard from smoke that you can't type?
You're an important friend, and like it or not, I don't like seeing my friends smoke. I've made more than one mad at me for picking on them when they used to light up. So go on. Make me respect you even more. My stepfather quit smoking cold turkey when he was about 35. He's the only guy I ever saw do it so solidly in one try. And there is no one I respect more. I know how hard it is. My own biological Dad couldn't finally quit, though he tried many times, until he was about 70 years old. And by then, it was too late. He died two years later from smoke related causes. Don't make your kids go through that. They love ya more even more than we do.
Seeeeeeya; Goodweed of the North