Somebody suggested I buy a new toothbrush holder; a modern one, built to accommodate the new, larger toothbrush handles.
I suppose I could do that...but...then I'd have to get a new soap dish, too. And a new bottle of liquid hand soap, because it wouldn't match, either. And you know where that would lead--new towels, bathmats, curtains...I might even have to take down the '70s swag light fixture.
Once I got that done, I would surely have to remove the striped wall board, exposing the '70s orange flowered wallpaper underneath.
Having got that far, I might as well replace the '70s coil heater in the ceiling, and the Harvest Gold ceramic tile around the tub, and the gold fake marble sink, and the vinyl flooring that looks like somebody threw up American cheese.
And, while doing that, I'd discover that the wobbly toilet needs more than a new wax ring to stabilize it, and then I'd have to replace the tub, too, just to get rid of the last remnants of '70s sticky flowers that I've been scraping at for three years.
...So you can see that the plain fact of the matter is that I surely can't afford a new toothbrush holder.