Ken’s out in the garage right now, sawing away at wood to make a work-bench for us both (since I’ll be doing my soap making out there, now) and making me a mold for my soap. He won’t get done tonight because he got started late, but hopefully I’ll have a brand new, wooden mold for my soap making tomorrow. If I’m especially lucky I’ll have more than one, but we’ll see how things go. I’m hoping to make a more feminine scent tomorrow with more realistically shaped bars (the first batch, having been made in a milk carton, was an awkward 3.5″ square and though I cut them in half lengthwise in some and diagonally in others they’re still awkward. But c’est la vie. Better here forth.
I also picked up some nice paper today to make strips to wrap around my soap as labels. I’m still not even close to being ready to sell, but at least the stuff I send my victims friends will might look nice.
This all is tangential to my point, that being how supportive Ken has/is being toward my soap making endeavors. He’s always been super supportive of me in anything, but has embraced this with an enthusiasm he’s never shown before. He really believes I can make a go of it, and that means so very much to me.