Against all expectations, I'm a nice person most of the time, so I blithely gave the bottom of my highly #AESTHETIC water bottle to someone with a near identical bottle that had an unstoppable leak, figuring that I could just fiddle around with what was almost certainly a gasket issue and therefore have both a) done a good deed and b) a usable highly aesthetic water bottle.
Because this is an obvious knock off of those expensive crystal water bottles that I purchased for $15, the quality control, is, I suppose, less than rigorous. The one I bought was fine. The bottom lid off the bottle my friend had: not so much.
Because this happened before I took my meds for the day, and before my intermittent fasting window was open for eating food, I was both under medicated and under fed, so I got locked into this intense hypefocus mode: MUST FIX PROBLEM MUST FIX PROBLEM MUST FIX PROBLEM.
After probably NINETY FRIGGIN GOD FORSAKEN INCREASINGLY FURIOUS MINUTES, browsing countless Amazon listings for food safe gaskets/o rings/sealing rings (WHY DO SO FEW SELLERS LIST THE DIMENSIONS OF THE GASKET WHYYYYY), and ripping the gaskets out of every single bottle or jar in the house, I found the correct size in a kids size watter bottle that I had meant to get rid of like a month ago because it was otherwise broken.
So! Everything worked out. Like, despite myself: everything worked out.
All other gaskets have been returned to their original housings, and I also figured out I could make a water tight bottle out of an empty cafe bustelo jar and the gasket off the broken blender. Ta da.
#dontbemekids #HANGRY // #quartz #doitforthegram // yes I feel beautiful and #fancy drinking out of this thing