I’m always wondering where I laid the dish towel when my hands are wet. Judy and I were at a junk store a week or so ago, and I ran across this old pan lid. $2.50. Sold! I knew immediately what I’d do with it.
It took a little drilling (I only have one bit and it didn’t seem to be adequate), and some hammering with a nail. But finally I got a hole through it to hang it on the kitchen wall.
It’s right where I need it. And I can find my dish towel!