Friday, July 13, 2018

Deep Dark Dumpster Love


Like an overdue baby, we waited anxiously for our dumpster. 

It was ordered over a week ago but did not appear on Monday as promised, or on Tuesday as promised again. Frustrating as we had to move the cows pasture wires back and forth as the dumpster would sit partially in her space, which as you can see below, she wasn't too excited about.  Finally it showed up Wednesday and it's all I can do not to just sit alongside it, rubbing it's beautiful, spacious, sturdy metal, dumpsterness.


I love dumpsters.

We routinely do not keep one on the farm, nor do we have regular garbage pickup.  It's a budget thing. We burn what we can, recycle what we can, and talk family members into taking items to their own garbage pickup containers, when we can. So having this monstrous cavern to dump into is quite thrilling.

It doesn't take much to make me happy. Just total world peace, a little Jameson for the evenings I'm writing,  and a king size dumpster.

Located between our Looney Bin home and the 1868 house, we are able to drive the tractor up to the old house, fill the bucket with debris and then back up to the dumpster or burn pile. It certainly has saved us from going up and down stairs with barrels of stuff or transporting items via wheelbarrow. 






By yesterday afternoon we had it over a third filled with mostly plaster from the 1865 house. Since we've already taken three of the eight rooms in the house down to the studs, we should be ok with this 30 yard dumpster for taking away what we cannot burn or recycle. Insulation from the old house has been bagged up/set aside and will be reused in Keith's new shop in the barn. 

This has included blown in insulation that is likely sixty or more years old and Styrofoam panels perhaps installed in the 80's. Either way the more we keep OUT of the dumpster and reuse, the more bang we get for our dumpster money which was $565 for 30 days. About $18 / day. Not a bad deal at all.

6 comments:

  1. you are so lucky to have a dumpster where you do. when we did our guest house project in the city our dumpster was full every couple of days from people cleaning out their houses and depositing everything in OUR dumpster. i paid to clean out this whole damn neighborhood. middle of the night garbage dumpers.

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    1. Thieves! How rude. Would make me want to fill my dumpster with some kind of automatic skunk sprayer that would douse those louses. People.

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  2. Mom would be proud she loved dumpsters

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    1. She would've really loved this one! Square footage wise, I believe it is bigger than our Looney Bin.

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  3. That's one hellova dumpster. Ours here are usually about 12 ft long.

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    1. Yup. She's a looker all right. 22 feet long by 4 foot by 6 foot deep. Might keep her, bury her part way, fill her with water and get that built in pool I always wanted.

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