"Thinking of you in the bathroom . . . "
. . . specifically, every time I open the bathroom closet where we store shaving stuff, extra toothpaste . . . and three bars of soap you made. (The fourth is on the counter). My bathroom closet smells so good now, and whenever I open it, I get a wonderful whiff, and think of my friend.
I am so glad you like the soaps! They will last a good long time if able to drain well; do you have a soap lift, those little silicone bumpy things? They really, really help!
So, no, I don't have a bumpy silicon thingy. Alas. I do keep the soap in a square orange bowl that mostly keeps the soap upright (and hence, largely dry). But I heed the advice of my lather-wise grasshopper, and I've jonesed over my sister's wooden soap rack for a bunch of years. So I decided to make myself one.
I was fortunate to have a couple of extra pairs of chopsticks lying around (I'd rescued them from somewhere -- I'm trash-averse enough that I bring my own metal pairs to restaurants, so not exactly sure where these came from). For the support bars, I first tried to cannibalize paint-stirrers, but they split apart whenever the drill touched them, so after a few tries, I gave up and went to bed.

The next morning, I located another small-ish scrap piece of wood that didn't mind the cordless drill as much (and after all, it's an awesome cordless drill!) So I made the holes first, and then jigsawed the two even-smaller blocks off the smallish, hole-y scrap. And then I squeezed everything together.
This lovely little soap rack fits perfectly in the bottom of my orange bowl (phew for measuring correctly!) And so now my soap -- which smells sooo good -- has its own breathing space.

ooh, that's cool! I've been trying to use up our collection of "slippery soap" (as the kids call it). Never thought of getting or making a soap lift. I like the wood a lot better than a plastic soap tray.
ReplyDeleteThanks! Since I've admired my sister's wooden-soap-rack version for so many years now, it feels really satisfying to have one of my own. Sibling rivalry, or at least sibling emulation, is a thing for us.
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