I finally made soap again today. It's in the oven to encourage gel.
I haven't made any since June 10th, although I did cutting, trimming and whatnot in between. My husband was gone for a week working in Southern Illinois and I had originally thought how great it would be to be able to make soap on my timetable and not have to put everything away immediately so I could and all that stuff. But then I came up with the bright idea to transform my granddaughter's room into my soaping room, which would/will be a huge re-organization of furniture and all kinds of stuff in other rooms in the house as well. Being upstairs, it tends to be a very hot room in the summer and the nearby bathroom sink is not ideal for water access in large pitchers or bowls, so maybe it would not meet my desired goals anyway. But even if I decide it's too hot and not as convenient as desired, I still plan to do this major re-organization of the room to set it up more efficiently than my current curing and supply storage system.
But instead of making soap or re-organizing my soaping areas, I decided I need to do some deep cleaning downstairs first and forgot how much longer it takes me now that I am getting on in years to do such labor intensive cleaning. And all I managed to clean really deeply was the master bedroom and the master bathroom. But I also scrubbed the floor down on my hands and knees with a scrub brush and waxed the with hot melted wax. That takes me a lot more time than it did when I was in my 40's.
Anyway, if he goes back to Southern Illinois for 2 months, which he seems pretty sure he will, I can do the that project then and still won't have to worry about cleaning up at the end of each day before he comes home from work. I just won't allow myself to leave a mess out for other people to see when I'm in the middle of these kinds of projects.
That's what would be so great about having a dedicated soaping area away from the main part of the house. I'd be able to work until finished and close the door to go make dinner and not have to worry about anyone seeing in-progress projects. If I had access to running water in the basement and we didn't already have so much stuff down there, I'd probably like the coolness of the room my husband used to use as an office even better. He almost never goes down there anymore; maybe I should broach that subject at some point.
