Wenx’ World: House Sitting

29 May

My friends are away. And so am I. But while they are somewhat overseas, I am in their house, ready to take on potential burglars and looking after the chicken. No, I don’t get paid for it, I am nice.

Thing is, I like house sitting. And I don’t like house sitting. It’s not the first time I do it, still I can’t resist when being asked. I can’t even put my finger on it, what it is exactly. Must be a bit of stalking, taking over parts of someone else’s life for a little while. On the other hand I really miss my home and I miss my early morning runs out the door and along the beach into the sunrise.

The last house I sitted had its own little canal beach and a pool. I was looking after a fat cat named Chicken and was instructed to feed it even more cream. This time, I am actually looking after 5 chicken. The house is towards the Hinterland, surrounded by trees and lands that are just being developed. It has its own, different charm out here.

I enjoy living in different places, experiencing how other people live. It is a bit like travelling except that my normal life still continues and someone else filled the freezer, the pantry and the mini bar. I’ve already been asked for my next house sitter job, and I couldn’t say no. 

See you out there – Wenx

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