Suuuuuuuuuure it is.
After 18 years or so living in our home under the idea we had a septic tank and spending shit loads on septic cleaners we now find we in in fact do not have a septic tank. Some of our neighbors do, we have had to put up with the smells of the pumping out from their tanks.
When we were amongst and first to move in, the land owner put in a very large sewage pipe to send everything to a holding station. We were never informed, last spring Hubby took out the metal detector to find out where our tank was and where the leach field was. The homes with the tanks were having big problems and we wanted to know where ours was-----Good place to plant a garden we were told.
The land manager came over and after all these years told Hubby we had no tank. what a surprise, we headed out and bought 10 gallons of Clorox for laundry and general cleaning. First time in almost 2 decades we had really white sheets and clothing.
My kitchen floor was no longer a shade of yellow and the kitchen counters were really sterile. My washer and dryer and dishwasher call for the HP detergent, but I now add 1/4 cup Clorox to the empty machines once a week to clean out the crud that does build up.
In case of a very big load of dishes I will add 1/8 cup of bleach, surprising how the glasses sparkle and works better then that rinse stuff that is added and is expensive. For the clothes washer I add a couple of those color catcher sheets and bleach, so far no problems and I no longer sort colors, no problems YET.
I am from the generation of the home bomb shelters and remember my Dad showing Mom and me how many drops of Clorox to each gallon of water to make it safe to drink.
On the down side I remember living in Panama and all the fruits and vegetables bought at the military Commissary's smelling of bleach,
that and the fact one never removed food from the paper bag, one up ended it so in case some spider or what have you hiding in the bag could be dispatched with a fly swatter.
You know as a small child I do not know how my Mom did the laundry, no way was she down by a river banging our cloths on a rock.
Soap, it has gone through a metamorphose from the past. I do remember using White Rain as shampoo and jumping in the lake to rinse it out. Talk about squeaky clean hair, today if I did that I would be arrested as a domestic terrorist.