Dear Binda,

My boyfriend asked me to please remove my clump of hair from the edge of the tub. He did say “Please.” and “Love of my Life.” and those starter comments that always means I’ve done something wrong.

And to my defense, I usually pick up those clumps and drop it into the trash before I leave the shower. But this one time I didn’t.

Later, when he leaves for work, I start crying a bit. But it isn’t about him asking me about my hair clump or the fact that I’m losing about 100 strands during my showers. It’s that you once told me that I would come to appreciate these moments. And I do. But crying seems to be the only way to appreciate them.

So my question to you is: Am I doing this right?

Your answer astounded me. You told me to shut up about it and kiss and hug him when he walks through the front door. It’s always your answer for everything, isn’t it?

Later that morning, I went into the bathroom and noticed the clump of hair was gone. He’d removed it. I appreciate that.

Goddamn you, Binda.