Here I am on day 10 of my final quit. Been out to a social event this afternoon, whilst getting ready to go out went in my wardrobe to make a choice from my "good clothes". After dressing I realised how much my clothes smelled of stale cigs, what to do? all my clothes smell the same, no time to wash them, so I had to wear my choice. All afternoon I imagined I smelled like an old ashtray (and probably did) but the upside to this story is that it just reinforced my determination to quit. I never want to smell like an ashtray again. Clothes are now in the wash.