Irrationally upset over a washing up liquid bottle…

[lifestooshorttodickaboutwithaubergines]

Ok, so I’ll preface this by saying I know how utterly ridiculous this is, but I need an outlet for my grief.

Years ago I purchased a Limited Edition Fairy liquid bottle, one of those tall, white ones with the baby on it, which I’ve happily and diligently decanted washing up liquid into ever since. It’s been sitting there on the windowsill of the last three houses I’ve lived in, and although it’s just a plastic bottle, it’s just brought me a little bit of joy. It’s silly, but it’s mine.

Until yesterday morning, when my well-meaning MIL saw it beside the new bottle (waiting to be decanted) and threw it into the recycling bin! I didn’t realise this until my “D”P casually mentioned this morning that he’s made a quirky little LAMPSHADE for a lamp we have in the garage, using that “old washing up liquid bottle”. A fucking LAMPSHADE. Out of my prized possession. It doesn’t even look good, because why on earth would it? It looks shit.

I’m irrationally heartbroken about the death of this bottle that’s just been sitting there for years, minding its own business, harming nobody. I know, I know, it’s just a fucking plastic bottle, but it was MY plastic bottle and he’s watched me decant the washing up liquid into it for years. He KNEW it was important to me. But because it’s just a plastic bottle, I’m going to have to bloody get over it, aren’t I. He’s already ordered a replacement, apparently, but it’s not the same, it’s not the same bottle. I’ve shed an embarrassing number of tears over it and as it’s still so raw, I feel like I’ll never forgive the twat for it.

Cheer me up a little, let me know I’m not alone and come share your stories of silly things that to everyone else seems trivial and ridiculous, but for you has been a source of heartache and woe…😢

Sorry OP but that post did make me laugh.

I couldn't picture the bottle but after seeing the ebay post I really want one 😭
And now I've seen how much they're are to replace, I want to cry snotty tears for you!

I’m really not trying to be a meanie here and I think your husband was a dick when he knew you’d kept the bottle for years but… it’s a plastic bottle, OP. Describing your feelings about the destruction of a plastic bottle you liked as “grief” is pretty ridiculous. I’m sure you’ve grieved for people or pets on your lifetime, this isn’t the same thing.

Maybe time to recycle your dh and his dm?
This is something my exh would have done. He had no respect for me or what I held dear. I agree it isn't just a bottle op.
When we split he binned all of my childhood possessions he refused to let me take when I left... Utter twat..
Have a real think about how much he respects you in general...

Any of my references to “grief” and “mourning” are all tongue in cheek, I assure you. I’m upset and I know it’s utterly ridiculous, just needed to cheer myself up a little as I know how irrational it is. It’s a bloody plastic bottle 😂

I had the same emotional breakdown over a packet of Saxa table salt. It had followed me around for 35 years and it's demise occurred whilst I was away on business for a few days. That was 5 years ago and I'm still upset when I think about it, which is probably way too often.

I bought the limited edition Fairy bottle and decant washing up liquid into it too! I love my bottle. So much so that I bought 2... OP I am more than happy to send you my spare bottle if you'd like it?

Warmed my heart this has

Fairy need to do this again, the nostalgia I felt clicking on that image!

Oh my, he hasn't even drilled the holes in a straight line! No not just a travesty a shit one.

Also a huge fire hazard.

Another one here with the same bottle. I, too, would be heartbroken if mine were disposed of or destroyed. Solidarity!

That is so, so kind, thank you. However, I think a replacement is on the way, and I’m not sure how I will feel about the imposter when it arrives! Definitely keep hold of your spare in case something as bizarre as this happens to yours…but I will be in touch if the replacement doesn’t materialise! ❤️

Also I feel my life is now incomplete as I dont own a vintage fairy bottle!!

Right rush job, wasn’t it! Nobody will be regretting that more than he is right now 😂

@lifestooshorttodickaboutwithaubergines I'm glad a replacement is on its way... but just get in touch if you need the one I have here.

By the way... did you realise that the tops off the present day Fairy bottles fit on the limited edition bottles? I replace my lid from time to time so it always looks like new 😊

Yes that was what I did, too…sort of like Trigger’s broom but with the OG bottle 😂

It's perfectly clear that the OP knows that from her posts... is it really valuable to come on and demonstrate that you also know what she and everybody else knows? ... but framing it as if it is wisdom?

I'm not sure if this is really the same but I'm now annoyed about it again from having read your post! I have a vase that belonged to my mum, it has a crack in the bottom of it but it's very sentimental. Several years ago my mother in law was looking in our cupboards for something to put flowers in and picked out this vase. My (now) husband stopped her and told her not to use it because it's cracked. Her response was "oh we (yes, we) better throw it out then." She was very apologetic when my husband told her it was my mum's, but that's only half the point. We knew it was cracked and had kept it for anyway but she thought she could decide we'd throw it out?! You don't throw out other people's possessions! We've since got married and the vase has pride of place in our living room with my dried wedding bouquet in it.

In this instance though, I'm not at all surprised that you're upset. What was your husband thinking?!

I feel your pain.

At junior school I had gathered broken bits of pencil lead into a small paper bag and kept them in the ink well of my little wooden desk. A boy found the bag, thought it held sweets and threw the leads all around.
In my teens I used to chop up erasers into tiny pieces and put them into a nicely-shaped empty vodka bottle. A flatmate's little brother visited and emptied the bottle all over the carpet.
In my late twenties I moved in with my current partner. I brought along my lidded Tupperware beaker I'd had since childhood. One day partner and I came home to find her son's girlfriend had 'tidied up the kitchen for us'. Antique glasses and china oddments had been thrown into boxes in the garage along with old family cookbooks etc. My orange beaker was never seen again.
I'm now in my fifties and as you can tell, I haven't recovered from the indignation.
💐🐘

I have a small (~15cm palm plant on the kitchen windowsill of my fist ever house). It last 17 years and grew into a 5ft beast before it died. DH hated it, but had to accept it had been with me for longer than him or the DC!

OP, you know you're going to have to LTB because he has no respect for your feelings, or your property.

I love using vintage things, no matter how ordinary they are. I feel all cosy and safe with a connection to the past and simpler times. I hope you come to love your new bottle and threaten mil and your dh with hellfire and brimstone if they so much as touch it!

This is my fully working 1950s/60s electric kettle which I bought off eBay.

Sometimes it’s the daft, trivial things that mean the most to us.

When my Mum died and DH and I were clearing out her flat, he threw away things that I’d planned to hold onto, because they had no perceivable value and he had no idea that it might mean something. I’m talking the crappy tin sugar bowl and spoon, and a mothercare baby spoon that always lived in her coffee jar. There was no way he could have known, but I was still really upset when I realised they were gone.

I have the same bottle that I love. I was upset that the lid has broken this week. I get why you are upset.

A similar scenario has happened to me several times.
Its not the article, its the memories

1. A small porcelain jug & lemon press, I bought from a 2nd hand shop when a student half a decade ago. H dropped & broke.
2. A small wafer thin dish I made as a student on a lathe. H dropped it. Broke the side
3. A stunning hand made vase I bought on a trip to Oz in hommage if my deceased dad, managed to get it home in one piece, kept it for 30 yrs. H knocked it, the top cracked.
4. A small Sabatier knife my Mum gave me 50 years ago when I left to go to Uni. H dropped it, bent the end, tried to fix, & ruined it.

Just leave the fuck MY things alone.
SO HURT

Vintage Fairy bottles become latest must-have collectable (telegraph.co.uk)
Mine has a 50 anniversary logo on it

aw

I reckon they've colluded.