Today is beautiful out, and it won't be long until we are at what we call, a river lot, every weekend, I am the first one there, doing all the stuff getting everything out, like chairs around the fire pit, opening up my camper, cleaning the porta potty, whether it needs it or not, and we have friends that share this lot, and two of them smoke like fiends, I am also use to when i get everything done, I sit and watch the boats and people and of course, smoked, I need to come up with something to occupy myself, while I am waiting for others to arrive, not having much faith in myself, especially when I am around them, I can't ask them not to smoke, it's outside, and they pay money to be there too, oh well, maybe I should have quit over the winter