I broke my soap pump. You know, the one that goes in the bathroom.
I've broken a lot of them actually.
Well, me...or the kids. (It's a lot easier to blame them.)
We're always washing around here, so they get a heck of a workout and they're usually made of glass. The soap is slippery, the surface of the vanity gets slick, wet hands. You get the picture.
The last one just sort of slid right off the countertop on a stream of bubbles and landed smack in the garbage pail.
At least it was in the pail this time. Usually, I'm picking up shards of sticky glass and a giant pile of soap.
I like what I like and a wordy plastic pump wasn't going in my bathroom.
And that's when it happened. It's how I found out.
They had discontinued my favorite hand soap.
Are you kidding me?? Why do they do this?? Why do companies take a product that has been around forever and has virtually no rival and stop making it? Without warning? Does anybody know? In the last two months I have found out that my favorite lip gloss, favorite facial cleanser and favorite hand soap have all been cut from production.
Luckily I found out about the face wash before it totally disappeared.
But not the soap. Nope. Ivory liquid hand soap is gone, gone, gone and I can't find anything that is unscented and non-antibacterial to replace it and believe me, I have looked.
So. I did the unthinkable.
I bought a soap dish.
Oh, the horror! I know, but it had to be done. I had no choice.
I posted about it on Facebook. I asked if anyone out there still had a soap dish in their home and turns out, a few did. It was a hot button topic though. There were comments about hairy soap, dirty soap and ways to make my own liquid soap.
People clearly favored the pump.
And I get it. It's easy, it's sanitary and never gets hairy, but when I unexpectedly spied this sweet dish for $4.99, I knew it was meant to be...and you know what?
It was. I love my dish.
I mean just look at it.
It's the perfect combination of form, function and funny memories right there on my countertop.
It takes me back to the days when I would come home dirty from a day of playing in the yard and my mom would yell to me, "Do not use the guest soaps." You know, the little ones, shaped like roses. They were displayed in their own dish, next to the one for messy hands. They were sweet and smelled like my grandmother's perfume, pretty, but eventually they would get dusty and when you tried to clean them you ruined them.
Of course, I don't have decorative soap, just my plain, inexpensive, unscented, dust free bar of Ivory.
Honestly, it took a little bit of getting used to, it takes a little more effort to wash up, but it's so worth it. I adore the look, I get to use my favorite soap, our hands are clean...
...and so far, it's still in one piece.
But I'll keep you posted.
So do you dish?
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