{"id":19777,"date":"2020-04-26T00:10:38","date_gmt":"2020-04-26T04:10:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/?p=19777"},"modified":"2020-04-26T07:50:28","modified_gmt":"2020-04-26T11:50:28","slug":"cat-writers-cats-crochet-calvin-and-covid-making-sense-of-it-all","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/cat-writers-cats-crochet-calvin-and-covid-making-sense-of-it-all\/","title":{"rendered":"Cat Writers’, Cats, Crochet, Calvin, and Covid – Making Sense of it All"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I shared this graphic a couple of weeks ago on a Friday but it remains true to the landscape of COVID-19. Just what day is it anymore?<\/p><\/div>\n

The dichotomy is interesting and not one I\u2019m entirely capable of expressing or even understanding. I\u2019m living in the present, going through the motions of life, but somehow, I\u2019m detached from it all, as if perhaps it\u2019s happening to someone else as I watch it from the sidelines. Each day runs into the next with no real beginning or end, time seemingly defined by body counts, not days, with the only real marker of time the loud and persistent daily reminders from my cats who demand meals with regularity, showing no regard for my malaise or inability to comprehend the newly defined COVID-19 landscape all around me.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s happening. I know it\u2019s happening. It\u2019s on the news with nary a break in-between. It\u2019s practically all anyone talks about on social media and when I go outside to catch a breath of fresh air, I\u2019m greeted to what is now normal – glimpses of people in masks walking their dogs around the neighborhood and children riding bikes, also wearing masks. I also experience it on those rare trips ventured to the grocery store where the air is heavy, filled with the scent of panic so palatable one could touch it if not for fear of becoming contaminated.<\/p>\n

My home office also bears witness to the new landscape. What was already a cluttered room filled with mountains of books, pictures, my computer and printer, cat-related Knick knacks, awards, and more is now becoming a claustrophobic, walls-closing-in space that began in earnest on March 20, the day I began working my day job remotely from home (something I thought would be a one or two week stint at most), bringing with me my laptop computer printer, and manilla files stuffed with what I considered my most needed papers at the time.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve actually always wanted to work from home, but as an independently successful author who writes her own rules and schedule, but that never happened. Working from home for someone else was not the dream job I created in my mind, especially as everything about it is temporary and makeshift (I\u2019ve got yard furniture acting as desk space, for example). While it\u2019s amazing how much can be accomplished outside a physical office environment, it\u2019s also been far more mentally taxing and challenging than I ever imagined, notwithstanding my cats are thrilled to have me home – Kizmet and Shadow – in particular, who report for duty every day, keeping me company for my full 9 to 5 shift. <\/p>\n

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Without fail, every morning Shadow is ready to report for work with me.<\/p><\/div>\n

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I love having the company of Kizmet while working from home, despite that his napping on my keyboard and mouse at the same time renders me helpless to get anything done.<\/p><\/div>\n

I\u2019m an introvert by nature and with the overabundance of technology it never stops. I’m connected to work via a VPN system (Virtual Private Network) and it’s all day long endurance of Microsoft Teams meetings, text messages, emails, phone calls, and chat windows, to the point I don’t have time to get any actual work done and feel like I’m drowning by the end of the day. I\u2019ve used my speaking voice more in the past month than I have in a year and it\u2019s wearing me out emotionally and mentally. It\u2019s also ironic \u2013 without driving to and from work, I have more time in my life to get other things done \u2013 important, productive things. But, the mind can be a funny thing and mine has a tendency to go on strike in times of duress.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s happened on the couple of occasions I\u2019ve been laid off from work, it happens during hurricane season, and it\u2019s happening now. I just don\u2019t feel creative and I\u2019m prone to aimless surfing on the internet, or watching too much television, or spending crazy amounts of time watching videos of someone carving animal shapes into watermelons (quite fascinating, actually) because I just don’t have the energy or wherewithal to do anything else.<\/p>\n

Some of it is the genuine sadness of mourning what should have been and feeling sorry for myself, something I don\u2019t like to do, but sometimes it\u2019s impossible to be positive and cheerful all the time and I think as people, we have to allow ourselves the courtesy of feeling out of sorts and being okay with admitting that despite having a good life, with so many having it far worse, that it\u2019s still okay to feel bad.<\/p>\n

And how could we have ever predicted this to truly prepare ourselves? March started with the wonderful news from my son, Chris, and his husband, Jason, that the adoption they had been hoping for was going to happen, with the baby\u2019s due date of March 20. I was working on a crochet project to celebrate his birth – an heirloom blanket to match the theme of his nursery – Snoopy and the moon. To create the design, I had to cross stitch thousands of tiny little “x’s” – it was an intense project – much more complicated than I anticipated and it was a race against time to complete it before he was born but I loved every minute of it, so looking forward to his arrival in our lives.<\/p>\n

And the Cat Writers\u2019 conference that I\u2019d been planning for months that was going to take place in July in Iselin, NJ, in conjunction with the CFA\/Garden State Cat Expo was really starting to shape up. I was just getting ready to announce our exciting speaker lineup as well as our plans to hold a mega book signing and fundraising event for Tabby\u2019s Place, a wonderful organization in New Jersey that rescues cats from hopeless situations, with special needs cats the heart and soul of the organization.<\/p>\n

Back then, I grasped that we needed to be cautious and I washed my hands with liberal abandon, but COVID was still something far away that affected other people and was primarily a bizarre situation that caused people to hoard toilet paper and paper towels and not the frightening pandemic we are all social distance living today.<\/p>\n

It truly hit me on March 25th, the day my grandson Calvin was born. He would be coming home with Chris and Jason on Friday the 27th and rather than be there to meet him (we live about 20 minutes apart), to hug and kiss him, and hold him and tell him I loved him and that he meant the world to me, I had to celebrate his arrival through pictures and video. Social distancing was real. I wasn\u2019t safe around my own grandson and my dreams of holding him were forevermore taken away from me. I knew I wasn\u2019t alone \u2013 the world truly had something in common as so many of us had births, funerals, birthdays, and milestone moments that we could not be a part of in-person but it still hurt desperately and I couldn\u2019t avoid crying crushing tears of pain.<\/p>\n

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I wasn’t able to meet Calvin when Chris and Jason brought him home, so I settled for making a collage and inserting a picture of me in it to make me feel better!<\/p><\/div>\n

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I had spent months and months crocheting and cross-stitching this heirloom afghan for Calvin, hoping to give it to him in person. Instead, I had to settle for mailing it to him and seeing a picture.<\/p><\/div>\n

I also had to make the heartbreaking decision to cancel our CWA conference and awards banquet, but as President of the organization, I had no choice, as everyone\u2019s safety had to be the priority. With so much uncertainty in the air, along with people understandably apprehensive and probably not wanting to travel, as well as the financial strain many of us are experiencing – all were reasons to move forward with a conference at some future date in 2021 to be determined.<\/p>\n

As it currently stands, the convention center where the CFA\/Garden State Cat Expo in NJ was supposed to be held, is now a makeshift hospital at least through May, possibly June, and the owners of the venue don\u2019t have further knowledge past that, as the State took it over, which means the CFA has also canceled their show for this year.<\/p>\n

While the right decision, it really hurt as I had such high hopes and great plans in store for everyone which has contributed in many ways to the underlying depression I\u2019m feeling. But, it’s not in my nature to not find a silver lining. The world needs happiness and something to look forward to so we decided to still go on with our communications contest and will be hosting a virtual event to present MUSE Medallions and Special Awards to winners in a virtual celebration. We don\u2019t have the date yet, probably still in July and even though it\u2019s not ideal, I\u2019m happy to be giving people a reason to smile, celebrate, support one another, and support our feline companions who are doing a mighty job lifting our spirits and keeping us company.<\/p>\n

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I\u2019m also excited to say that we will also figure out a way to hold a fundraiser for Tabby\u2019s Place during the virtual ceremony. With them currently closed to the public following a NJ Executive Order, they will need help more than ever to fund their cage-free sanctuary that provides their kitties with medical care, food, TNR needs, litter, toys, and so much more. <\/p>\n

So, like a cat that lands on its feet, we adapted. As has the world. Much of it is heartbreaking and there are many a day I\u2019d like to start the morning with wine on my cereal instead of milk, but it\u2019s also been heroic, creative, brave, and touching as we figure out ways to communicate and stay in touch with one another. I’m probably more in touch with family and friends than I have been in years as we connect through Zoom, social media, pictures, and videos.<\/p>\n

Yah, sometimes tensions can rise in close quarters, and even my cats who bring me comfort and solace can get on my nerves with their territorial fighting as they are still adjusting to having a new cat in the house – our Shadow who’s been with us since last November. When you are cooped up, you realize 8 cats is a lot, and if we\u2019re feeling cooped up, you can only imagine how they feel, considering they are cooped up 24\/7\/365, COVID or not.<\/p>\n

So, I try to be a better cat mom. I spend more time with them. I pet them more. I talk to them more. I play with them more. And when they snuggle with me, it makes everything seem a bit better. And there has been some good, too. The earth is thriving with us staying home, inhaling the clean, unpolluted air with welcome joy and showing it’s pleasure with clear skies and pristine, sparkling water. Perhaps we may consider a compromise and have people work from home a couple of days a week moving forward just so our planet can take a break from the tolls of mankind and breathe.<\/p>\n

Much of it is psychological, too. It’s not that I have anywhere to go and it’s not that staying at home is bad. I still eat every day, I still have a job, and I’m still blessed with a life rich with family and friends. It’s just the mental trauma the restrictions of social distancing place on us, coupled with the uncertainly of it all. And one-day things won\u2019t be like this any longer. But they\u2019ll never be the same again either. My first meeting with Calvin was through a glass window when he was 10-days old. It might seem strange now, but that\u2019s the story of how his life began. We are all participants in a historic moment in life and all we can do is try our best to be better people as a result of it all.<\/p>\n

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Meeting Calvin in my typical cat-lady style! He was 10-days old in this picture!<\/p><\/div>\n

Take care everyone and stay safe. Love and blessings to you all.<\/p>\n

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