Otis and I have this bottle of Palmolive dish soap that has been around since, I don't know, the Paleozoic Era. We've had it since we were married almost 2 years ago. Before that Otis had it in his bachelor pad. Before that it belonged to the girl from whom Otis sublet his bachelor pad. It's anyone's guess how long she had it, and IT STILL HAS SOAP IN IT. Like a one inch depth of soap in it, as in it's not going to run out any time soon. This bottle is the Never Ending Gobstopper of dish soap.

You may be inclined to think we never use this soap, that we never wash dishes by hand. Au contraire. I use this soap every morning to wash out my french press coffee maker, among other things. It gets plenty of use...at least once per day. We are both so sick of looking at this ugly bottle of dish soap, and we've been tempted to throw it out once or twice. It's faded and kind of grungy looking, but it still has perfectly good dish soap in it, so we can't bring our cheap selves to do it.

The other night Otis announced that, when we move into the new house, we can buy a BRAND NEW bottle of dish soap! One that's clean. And not grungy looking. I am so excited. I may even go crazy and get the pink colored soap this time, since I'm so tired of staring at what is now a weird faded green color. I know what you're thinking...Mrs. Finding Normal is so lucky because her husband is so generous. And my response to you would be, you have no idea.