The other day Tom discovered some mold behind some of the insulation in the basement, which led to him taking insulation down to bleach and clean the walls which led to him consulting with the guy who built the house which led to him considering to finish the basement, move his shop and rearrange the storage and put in an office for my writing and editing projects. My role in all this has been to agree to having an office and not just a work space in my bedroom. We had been trying to figure out a way to give me more work space, and none of the solutions we had come up with sat all that well with me. This one sounds right.
Of course, it is by far the most disruptive and most expensive option.
The cats, already a bit crazy from being cooped up by winter, are going totally loony because of all the bags full of stuff lining the front hall and waiting to be hauled off to St. Vinnies. Add in the smell of bleach and the fact that all their hiding places in the basement are being shoved around, and you have two unhappy feline campers.
But once it is all finished, they will have more doors they can try to sneak through.
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