superbadgirl | Revisiting the conversion

The barrier I thought was solid enough around the fuel oil tank in the basement has been bested by a four pound kitten multiple times now. It's the curiosity-killed-the-cat thing, I think, because I don't know why else anything would want to get into that space. Fuel oil smell has built up a lot - to the point I have to wonder if it's altogether safe to have it that enclosed.
I was going to wait to do this project until the spring - after I see how taxes shake out - but I don't think I can. To add insult to injury, I really have to have the plumbing looked at too; when I shower, a small puddle is left in the basement and the utility sink has always leaked (could use replacing - it's very old).

Anyway, Pickle is now showing signs of not liking something in the house. Can I say with certainty it's the fuel oil? No, I really can't. But she's got goopy eyes and black discharge around her nose just like Johnny often does (John's nose has been really bad lately, though ACV has helped with the eyes). I wonder if mostly-white cats are more prone to sensitivity?

With the re-visitation of the project comes re-visitation of the "how far can a woman not on social media get with an online funding campaign" experiment. It just seems presumptuous to me, and I'm reluctant.

Hmmm. HMMMM.

You can kind of see how Johnny's right eye has fur loss around it from all the rubbing and chronic eye issues she's had. And she looks a little crusty, but not nearly as bad as usual...

The other biggish project I want to tackle is finishing the retaining wall between my property and the one next door. Apparently, former owner started it and when the neighbor refused to help pay for it, he threw a tantrum and didn't finish. I don't get that. It's this property which needs it, not that. Oh well. Inside stuff has to happen first.