“Charlie? Just what are you doing in there?” I asked as Charlie was in my bathroom with the door closed.
You could hear the toilet flushing several times and and the shower running. There was a lot of activity going on in there. I walked back in the den to sit down with dad to take my medications.
“Just what in the hell is he doing?” dad asked me.
“I don’t know,” I replied. “But he sure sounds busy. It sounds like he is doing a bathroom makeover.”
About thirty minutes later when dad was ready to leave, Charlie came walking out of the bathroom.
“Dammit!” he said. “I was cleaning your bathroom for you fixing Janice’s computer.”
We all started to laugh.
“That’s your uncle Charlie,” dad said. “It’s bad when your guest spends his whole time cleaning your house and not socializing.”
“I can’t help it!” Charlie replied. “I’m a little obsessive compulsive myself!”
After they left, I looked in my bathroom and it was sparkling clean. That’s Charlie for ya.