Me puttting on mascara: The right eye—*swish swish* perfect. Every eyelash accounted for, separate lashes yet coated in the mascara as planned. The left eye—*swish swi—* oh no! It is smudged. I’ll just fix it—*swipe* oh no! Well maybe if I put some foundation there I can cover it up—oh no! Why is it on my nose? I’ll just wipe it off—oh no! How did get on my lip? I’ll rub it off —oh no! now my eye is red and black. I look like I’ve lost a fight. That’s it—I’ll just cancel my plans then.