Congratulations. I'm doing the happy dance for you. I gave up this disgusting habit 44 years ago when I started dating my now husband. Back then, we sat next to the driver when we went out on a date. (What seat belts?) He leaned over and quickly gave me a little kiss on the cheek and said, "you smell wonderful, not all smoky like most girls". I never smoked again. He still thinks I smell good!