First Time for Everything

There is always a first time for everything.

Today happens to be the first time I am making a liquid soap. So far my soap (pictured) has been cooking for a little over one hour. I’ve learned a few things within this first hour as well.

The first thing I’ve learned is that as soon as you pour the lye water into the crock pot of hot oils, your son will want you to pick up his friend from school. I should have expected as much. What I understand is that once you start cooking your soap, you need to be available at all times to check up on it. As the soap cooks, it can expand — sometimes quite rapidly! If it is not paid proper attention to, then you can end up with a half cooked mess all over the surface your crock pot was sitting on.

The second thing I learned was that I really don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve gotten decently comfortable with cold process soap making. I know that liquid soap making has a long, drawn out process. I’ve watched plenty of videos on Professor McYouTube. However, it didn’t leave me quite prepared for the beginning stages of my soap. My soap just kept wanting to separate. It eventually seemed to come together properly. And now it’s cooking covered in it’s “mashed potato” stage.

The third thing I learned is that having an older child there when you get a bit of lye-potent soap paste on you can be funny. I dare your child to try keeping a straight face while you smear a bit of mustard on your face and hands nonchalantly. And then explain to your child that the vinegar pH in the mustard neutralizes the high alkalinity of the soap paste. Now my hands smell like spicy mustard. Sure, I could have used regular distilled white vinegar. But I didn’t.

The good news is that once I’ve finished this process and diluted my cooked soap paste, this soap is ready for immediate use. My cold process soaps I have to wait for them to cure a minimum of four weeks.

Surprisingly, my mind went blank. I usually have a lot of things to talk about. I just have this nagging in the back of my head to go back upstairs before my cooking soap volcanos all over my kitchen counter.

Plus I think I owe my son a few card games.

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