We were sitting in the living room watching TV and all of a sudden I smelled something. It smelled good, a mix of fragrances that I could not identify. I was holding my nose in the air, trying to find the source of the smell.
I told my husband “something smells so good” and he just looked at me “OK, what is it”.
“Well, I don’t know, but it’s yummy”.
I got up and tried to find the source, the smell was everywhere, I just couldn’t figure out what it was. I sat back down and it just didn’t leave me alone. One of the dogs made a noise and I turned around; all of a sudden the smell hit me again and it was very intense. A smell sensation for my nose and then I realized…it was me. I smelled so good…seriously!
I started to “sniff” my clothes, my hands and my arm. My husband just looked at me “what are you doing?”
“Well, isn’t that obvious? I sniff myself”
He looked at me in disbelieve, “you do what?”
I looked at him and asked “have I always smelled that good?” I could smell the laundry softener, a fresh scent of lavender that I love. My hands and arms smelled clean and fresh, with a scent of lemongrass. “Isn’t that my body lotion?” “Why do I smell so good?” I asked in disbelieve. My husband just shook his head, we are married since a long time and it seems nothing surprises him anymore 🙂
The next day I went to the quittrain and found the answer. No, I wasn’t losing my last marble at all, this was a normal reaction.
I just had given up smoking for a few weeks and I could smell better than before. Everything was a new sensation…still is.
By now I stopped sniffing myself, but I still like to explore new smells that have been hiding behind a cloud of smoke for 35 years. So my favorite “smell” is me and as much as I hate to admit it, this is a true story 🙂