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Even before the pandemic I washed my hands probably a dozen times a day. I know that sounds OCD, but I constantly handle pets, food and cleaners, and I'm hyper-vigilant about good hygiene now. I prefer foaming hand soap, as I can rinse it off faster, and keep dispensers by every sink in the house. The problem is the refill liquid (very cheap at Wal-Mart) has been impossible to buy since March, and I'd rather not order it online (I rarely buy anything liquid that has to be shipped.)

Yesterday I finally ran out of foaming soap liquid, so I went online and found out how to make my own.

Here's the insanely difficult formula: Add one part any liquid soap and four parts water to a foaming soap dispenser. Turn the dispenser over gently from side to side until the soap and water blend.

Yep, that's it. I can't believe I've been buying refill bottles all this time when I could have just made it myself for maybe a tenth of the cost. Lesson learned!

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nightsmusic said…
I've been doing that for a long time now. The only dispenser that isn't foaming is the one at the kitchen sink. That's actually dish soap but with lotion in it so it cuts the grease from the foods I'm working with but doesn't kill my hands. Tries to, all soap does, but not quite.

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