It’s hard to really pinpoint when things changed for me. Looking back from where I am now, I can hardly believe what I get to do for a living. I am continually amazed and blessed by all the opportunities that have come my way.
What’s my job, you might ask?
I’m a petsitter.
But I wasn’t always.
I actually used to be a chef. Before that, I scooped ice cream, waited tables and was even a hostess at one point. I basically worked every position in a restaurant…except maybe bar tending or managing. 🤷🏻♀️ When I was a chef, I was used to always being caked in flower, having to clean grease traps and putting up with the public’s every order.
There are parts of kitchens that I miss. The rush. Filling orders. Getting to use really cool knives and carrying them in a fancy knife roll. (You wanna see my knife collection? 😂 It’s best if you say that in the accent of The Butcher from Gangs of New York.) There are also parts I didn’t like–like aforementioned grease trap, people who don’t know the difference between medium and medium well—if you say medium, there’s a touch of pink, don’t care if you’re from Minnesota or Arkansas, that is what that term means—and weird hours.
But ANYways, back to the topic at hand. How did I become self employed? How did I get such a cool job of watching pets for people?
Honestly? It was a happy accident.
I’ve always loved animals. I had always grown up with them, taken care of them and just loved being around them. When people didn’t understand those unspoken feelings I had when I was upset, my pets always did. My dogs would always lick my tears off my face, crawl up into bed and lay down next to me until I dozed off and the very next day, they would follow me around, wagging their tails and just wanting to be loved. Isn’t that what we all want? To be loved?
After a few years in restaurants, 5-7, I was burnt out. I had been going to college and…that didn’t pan out either. I just didn’t care about any of it. And when I don’t care about something, there’s no hope.
I quit college, where I was going to get a culinary degree. I quit cooking and started working as a hostess. Still, working in a restaurant, but not having to get burnt by fryer oil or having to crouch behind a cooler to sneak a bite of food because in that business, if you don’t smoke, you don’t get a break.
I went from job to job for a while after that. I tried working in an office. That really wasn’t for me. It was a mold, water, fire and suicide remediation cleanup business. I got a lunch break and I honestly didn’t know what to do with myself.
From there, I worked at a salon as a receptionist and then I was back in restaurants again, working in a bakery and icing cakes and feeling dejected.
I then started up a petsitting page on Facebook. I had been doing it on the side up until that point and had been wanting to get more serious about it. I posted every day or every other day and I started getting calls and messages.
The rest, as they say, is history. Now, I watch people’s pets while they are gone and get paid to do it. I stay in 3,000 square foot homes sometimes, homes with pools, homes with incredible views, and watch pets and take care of them.
This weekend, I got to watch a farm with 6 dogs, 2 cats, 3 burros, 2 miniature ponies and 5 goats! And yes, 2 of them were fainting goats, but they did not faint for me this weekend! 😂
I honestly have to pinch myself sometimes. I cannot believe that this is my life and that this is my job. I know it’s cheesy, but now I really know what people mean when they say, “Do what you love.” I love my job.
I am so glad that I get to do something meaningful and not slough off to a job I hate every day! Every day is honestly an adventure—sometimes I don’t know where I’ll be next, who I’ll meet. My job has also given me free time to focus on blogging, YouTube and social media, whatnot. And for that I’m grateful! I generally have more time to spend with my family and my grandparents, which is very important to me.
I have even been able to plan this trip to Italy with my grandfather, going over to his house a lot of days when I have finished checking on pets.
There is such a freedom and a peace now in my heart and I thank God for that. I am so glad that I get to wake up each day and have an actual purpose. Things make sense now.
When I look back at those years that I saw as wasted in restaurants and in college, I guess it makes sense now. It took me going through all of that…to get to where I am now. ✌🏻