Yesterday afternoon, I pulled out the trash bag to throw out when the bottom let out and half of the stinky content fell back into the trash can. ARGHHH!!! Some, including the chicken bones, fell out and scattered onto the floor around the area. My sister brought a new bag for me, but she left because the stench would make her gag. I was on my own dumping the nasty trash out and picking the ones to put into the new bag.
I have a dull sense of smell so I can handle nasty smell pretty well, but I almost gagged this time. Sigh....I ended up cleaning up the tall trash can, meaning I had to stick my head into the can to clean, clean the kitchen floor, scrub the kitchen slippers, and while I was at it, I cleaned the toilet, bathtub, bathroom sink and floor. Everything is clean now, which is good. But the foul smell put me in a really nasty mood.
