A So Cal Girl in the Desert

This Thanksgiving weekend I had the most jobs I've ever had, which was great, but the stinky part is that one of them was WAY the heck out in the middle of nowhere. I didn't really realize how far it was when I went for the consultation because I got super lost, but driving 45 miles one way for four days will really make you realize how far you're going. I had to get up at 4:30 each morning just to make sure I had time for my other jobs. Not to mention the fact that I had a house full of guests that I didn't get to visit with as much as I'd have liked to. All in all, since Wednesday night I've driven 1,020 miles for pet sitting jobs.

But I still love my job.

Even after Saturday, when my first client greeted me with two giant mountains of partially-digested dog food vomit, the second job welcomed me with hairballs (kind enough to expel on the linoleum) and ten piles of diarrhea (not on linoleum), and the third with a urine soaked scrap pile of drapery. It was one of those laughing and crying at the same time days.

But I'm thankful that my client base is growing, and I'm so thankful to see the wagging tails and happy faces that greet me every time I walk into a client's home. And I'm especially thankful that I don't have any jobs tonight.