All right. There is WAY TOO MUCH testosterone in this tiny apartment. Between one of our dogs constantly attempting to “mark his territory,” my husband being home for over two weeks (TWO WEEKS!), my just-turned-14-year-old, and my 11 year-old, all I can smell is resentment, boredom, frustration, and the pungent scent of Axe body spray. Lord help me!