Love is someone scratching that unreachable itchy spot while you flail like an overturned turtle, saying “A little to the left!

A frequent ritual at our house when my wife asks me to unhook her bra because her shoulder hurts. Then it's, "While you are there, scratch my back." Ten minutes later, after my fingers start cramping, I give up.

Omg yes it is 💕

Oh but yes

Excellent analogy, they should make a rom-com about that.

Bear Necesseties Bex.
Forget about your worries and your strife! 🎵

Why can't you be normal and use the door way to get it?

Get a back scratcher.

To the left you say?

*Pounces on you and unleashes a fury of 1000 scratches*