
It has occurred to me (and was pointed out by Tyler Cruz) that you, the reader, knows nothing about me. You don’t know if I am 17 or 89. You don’t know if I am a girl? Or a boy? For all you know I could be a spoiled little brat who has inherited millions and living comfortably off the internet.
The problem is it is excruciatingly hard to write solely about one selves… Let me start giving you my stats.. I am a woman, I am 28 (going on 29). I am short, only 5’2 on a good day. Blonde hair, and freakishly big blue eyes. I have a prosthetic incus, it’s a long story… I am not a spoiled brat, although I have been called a brat a few time.. However, I prefer to call it “youngest child syndrome.” I have always been painfully determined and ready to take on a challenge. While to main this is seen as an attribute to me this personality trait is a often a fatal flaw. Why? Well, for starters most of the challenges I have conquered I am rewarded with a certificate of achievement, rather then a check. This is not say that I am by any means money hungry, although if I really want to sink my teeth in this business maybe I should be.
If fact, the fact that I am not money hungry is probably why I don’t tend to take on challenges involving money… And is probably why I don’t have any.
I have debated with myself how much of my personal life I wanted to divulge on this blog, I think it is only fair if I am 100% honest with the 5 reader I have. Plus, the personal stuff is usually more interesting. So, here is my story…..
If you were to talk to anyone who knows me they would probably tell you I am ¼th hippy, 1/8th physiologist, 1/8th do-gooder, and ½ animal lover. I’m down to earth, and one hell of a fantastic listener! I’m probably also one of the hardest workers you’ll ever meet, and I am nice. Since I was about 7 years old I have had an intense admiration for wildlife. There is no magical story that started it. It probably developed out of the fact that my older sister worked for the SPCA and would bring home the menagerie of animals she had fallen in love with. Consequently in college I got a Bachelors of Science degree in Zoology, and Associates in Zoo Technology. My last two years of college I spent in Florida. I loved that time in my life. I went to a very small program in Florida where there were only 35 people in my major. I was surrounded by like minded people. We were all close, and they all became like family to me. I thrived in Florida and was even inducted into the 2004 hall of fame at my college! After graduation I planned to move to Tampa, where my then boyfriend and I were going to start our lives. That was until my then boyfriend decided to start sleeping with a freshman. At which time I decided to move back home to New York. I had no plan. I had no direction. I just knew home is where I needed to settle because without family and life long friends you are with nothing. After moving home by pure, complete and utter luck I was asked to work for an exceedingly wealthy man who built his own private zoo. The zoo was complete with Leopards, wallabies, artic foxes, gibbons, otters, ocelots, cougars, elks, reindeer, oh gosh, lots more. Besides the fact that I was getting paid $250 a week, and sinking myself into a huge pile of debt in order to live, the job was amazing. About a year later, I was abruptly let go. Apparently not all the wild animals had come to the zoo legally and the feds. were after the owner. I did most of the permit paperwork, and in order to save his own butt the owner let me go. A week later I was summed to court to testify. I’m not really sure what happened after that. The problem is even if the animals didn’t arrive illegally what is the USDA to do with them? Not many people in the nation can not take in and house all those wild animals. So the feds could do only one of 3 things with the animals : confiscate the animals and have no where to home them, confiscate the animals and euthanize them, or keep them right where they are and fine the owner. My guess is the just fined him…
Jobless and broke I started my own business until I could figure something else out. I put up some flyers to do dog walks, pet sitting, and animal behavior work. Well, the business took off and before you knew it I was doing ok. I work endless hours though. If 3 families needed pet sitting in one day, then that means I have to do upwards of 9 to 12 visits in that day, spanning the hours of 7am to 10pm. Having more then 3 families in need of pet sitting, plus 4 to 5 daily dog walks is NOT an uncommon day. Plus, doing paper work in my spare time.. I have hired 2 to 4 people to help me. In the last 4 years I have incorporated the business and just last year I purchased a house.
So, what’s the problem? A couple things… For starters, although it sounds like I am financially successful, I’m not. The area I live in has a HUGE suburban sprawl, and so in order to stay a float I must cover a large area. About 80% of my over head is gas, I drive anywhere from 120 to 300 miles a day! My 2001 Toyota Corolla has 300,000 miles. Along the way I have had some emergencies that I have had to put on a credit card in order to live. And when gas prices spiked to $4.00 a gallon I was finicality sinking. I have since let go 1 full time employee and gas prices are down. However, my credit card debt is still outrageous, I have an over due water bill, and other over due bills. My car, oh my wonderful car, is on its last breath of life. But most importantly I’m not happy. I’m happy with my personal life. I have a fabulous group of friends, an amazing family and sweet boyfriend. But in my career I am not beaming sun rays. Dog walking and pet sitting is mind numbing. Anyone can walk a dog! It takes no special skill or education to walk. Also, 75% of my day is driving. Simply put I am ready for a change. I am not naive to think that this is a get rich quick career change. I don’t care much of fancy cars, I just want to be able to go to Target and splurge on that $24.99 sweater I have been eyeing all season and not worry about over drafting my bank account. I want to be able to buy the people I love presents that cost over $15. I want to go out to dinner with my ladies.
I know exactly what I want, I’m ready to put in long hours, and hard work.
Thank you for your support…
Rebecca.