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Your face, would you please shut it

So, I had a big day planned today. There were facial masks, deep conditioners for my hair, which was approaching Scarecrow territory, manis and pedis and a full afternoon of girl time while Ian was at the theatre.

And everytime I take a shower, if I’m in the house by myself, Charlie has an ANEURYSM. Because, apparently, while I am upstairs showering, downstairs, in the living room THE WORLD IS ENDING and OHMYLORD why am I not running to his aid while he makes the most annoying noises in the world?