Well, please don't get the idea that I'm counting or anything(!) .... but it's now been 3 months, 1 week, 3 days. That's a quarter of a year. Where's it gone. I'm still eating anything and everything. I don't smell, my garage doesn't smell ... but the person who delivered my shopping did! Can't believe that used to be me. Come on, we have too much pride (don't mean in a vain way) to much self respect, to smell like we've just crawled out of an over-full ashtray.