Day 41 – social distancing :(

Recently, I’ve been thinking about what we’ve been calling social distancing. It’s such a frustrating term, isn’t it? Because, really, we’re all basically in quarantine, some of us alone. Yet we can still be social. We can talk on the phone, text, or have video chats. The goal is not to not be social, it’s to be physically separated to prevent the spread of a deadly virus.

For weeks, I’d been trying to pin down the phrase bothered me, and it hit me earlier this week when I heard Gavin Newsom speak and he used an alternate phrasing — “physical distancing.” Instantly, I knew that this small difference in word choice is the thing that has been bothering me.

Has anyone else had a similar reaction? To me, it feels like using that phrase is just adding to the stress of being at home, of feeling alone. I’m pretty sure that no one on the planet needs any additional anxiety at this time.

I’ve been trying to reach out to people I know might be alone, to stay in touch with my friends who I’m not able to see right now, and to reconnect with friends that I’ve been out of touch with.

By the way, I find the term “social distancing” unfortunate. It is physical distancing that we need in order to stop the virus transmission. Let’s never social distance. Let’s try in our modern age of the Internet, to do a better job with staying social.

Infectious disease expert Michael Osterholm

So let’s stay home to save lives. Let’s practice physical distancing, but please, please, let’s stay socially connected and come together as a community, as a people, for the sake of humanity.

Day 39 – poopy problems

Warning, this post is kinda poopy. And by that I mean, it’s about poop, among other things.

When you’re a pet owner, you end up with all sorts of weird problems. For example, I have a dog who will eat literally anything she deems edible. This usually does not turn out well.

We’ve been to the vet (including the emergency vet) for eating gum containing xylitol (toxic), a plate full of almonds (potential bowel obstruction, particularly since she didn’t chew them AT ALL) along with some raisins (toxic), oh and let’s not forget the dreaded chocolate.

Said dog, Roxy, also likes to eat snacks from Dexter’s litter box. It wasn’t a problem in my old house because there was a convenient shelf to put the litter box up where she couldn’t get to it. In the new house, I don’t have an ideal location like that. At first, a baby gate was sufficient, but that’s a pain in the ass.

Several years ago, I invested in a robotic litter box. Kitty goes in, does his business, litter box waits a few minutes for the litter to clump, rotates, and voilà, clean litter box. This worked great until last year, when Roxy realized that in those few minutes, there was a window for her to get some snacks.

Fortunately, this didn’t become a huge problem. Whew. But then the robotic litter box started having issues rotating. So to keep Dexter happy if I was away and couldn’t be home to push the reset button, I put out a regular litter box. He didn’t use it.

Then Roxy started eating Dexter’s food. Despite the bowl being on a dresser. Despite the food being in a very expensive RFID enabled bowl that only opens for Dexter’s microchip. Turns out if you shove it off the dresser on to the floor and dance around on it, it will pop open.

Back to the baby gate. Boo.

The mistake I made next was in putting the regular litter box in my bedroom. The robotic one was having less issues, but the gate is a pain, and when I overnight guests, they sleep in that room.

The litter box has been there since November, and Dexter didn’t seem to care. Until last week. Now he’s using it along with the robot box. However, I’m not used to cleaning it, and he hasn’t used it that much, so I’ve been putting it off.

Oh, did I mention that when we went to the ER vet for the chewing gum incident, the vet asked me afterward if I had a cat? Turns out when they made her barf, the gum came up along with some cat poop. Talk about EMBARASSING!!!

So, dirty litter not good. Dog that eats snacks out of litter boxes, also NOT GOOD.

The only good part of my story is that she barfed up her snack today on the garage floor and not on me, the sofa, or my bed. I won’t make you suffer by sharing a photo.

Day 38 – values part 2

I posted awhile back about values. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, and how understanding what my values are can help me live a better (happier?) life.

Being in quarantine and barely leaving the house for 38 days at this point is really bringing up a lot of anxiety for me. Part of this might be that two of my core personal values are directly impacted — freedom and connection. In case you forgot, my core values are freedom, connection (family), entertainment, and curiosity/wisdom.

While writing this, I’ve realized that part of why I started blogging daily is connection. I feel more connected, both to myself and my feelings, and others when I’m writing. And as for freedom, well lately that’s turned into not putting any limits on what I’m eating, and I’m not sure that’s so great for me in the long run, but it is what is for now.

Anyway, I thought I’d share with you the other part of my exercise to help understand what my core values are. As I mentioned, after thinking about 5 pretty straightforward questions, those answers turned into this mind map which turned into the values I mentioned earlier in this post.

mind map of my personal values brainstorming

Day 37 – A Boy and His Dog at the End of the World

I recently finished listening to this book. A post-apocalyptic journey about — you guessed it — a boy and his dog. Gris, our main character and narrator, tells the story of his adventures by writing in a diary/journal. He says he’s writing this for “you”, a boy he found an ancient picture of, who looks exactly like him.

Without giving away too much of the plot, Gris lives in a world where technology is dead. Most of humanity is dead. Gris and his family live alone, on a small island. Gris has been told no one lives on the mainland (USA) anymore, every died and it’s not safe there. Something happened that made reproduction uncommon, and even the dogs rarely give birth.

When a strange man comes to trade with the family, Gris ends up going on a very unexpected adventure. What follows is a story about loyalty, hope, survival, and belief in yourself. In the end, no matter what kind of world we live in, always value kindness.

Right around the same time I started this book, I also came across a movie “A Boy and His Dog” which is also a post-apocalypse story about a boy and his dog. The movie was terrible and I turned it off. The book was quite enjoyable with a few interesting twists.

Don’t watch that movie, it sucked. The book, however, comes highly recommended by me!

Rating: 4 out of 5.