Dumpster Day

We spent today tearing stuff apart and throwing it in a dumpster.  Man, this property of ours is full of junk. 

The "jackpot" lies in the pool house, a little run-down shack adjacent to the run-down pool.  Everything in there was probably 20+ years old.  I found flippers, old styrofoam floaties, empty plastic containers, and lots of old rusty coffee cans.  It's still full of crap, including about five 20 gallon containers of chlorine.  I'm afraid to touch those, but I'll soon take them to the toxic waste depot.

The highlight of my cleanup activities was in that pool house.  I was carrying a bunch of empty containers when one tipped over and some nasty liquid poured all over my side.  I stopped to read the container label, and it said something like "Real fish product fertilizer" or something like that.  I don't know wether to burn the clothes I was wearing, or try to wash the smell out.

Oh, I also found a bucket with a mystery bag in it.  I threw the bag out, and, like an idiot, took a big wiff of the bucket.  It actually made me throw up, and I felt sick for another hour after that.  In other words, it stunk.  A lot.

We still need to rip out the rotten deck surrounding the pool, and maybe the fence as well.  However, we're going to need a much bigger dumpster for that, so it will have to wait for another weekend.