My best friend travels a lot for work, and with two dogs and two cats she needs someone to look after her house while she’s away. I’m happy to take on the task, as it’s always a joy for me. I love getting to say hi to her pets everyday and give them care and attention as they get fed. I always tell her she doesn’t even have to pay me, just let me hang out in the house while she’s away. Well she still pays me–because no one should ever work for free–and I get to spend the week or two while she’s away in the lap of luxury. My best friend and I are very close, though our career paths diverged a long time ago. I followed my love of the arts, making just enough to get by and have time for what I love. My best friend, on the other hand, followed her brain and got into computer engineering. She works for the government so I’m not allowed to know much about what she does–just that she gets paid a lot to fix things when everything else fails. So, while I live in a tiny apartment with a furnace and no AC, my best friend has a beautiful home with central air conditioning and heating, as well as a heated bathroom. The winters here get really cold, so although my best friend didn’t want to tear the air ducts out of all of her walls, she did want a few heated rooms. So she had heated floors installed in the master bathroom a few years back. There’s nothing like stepping out of a nice bath and a cold winter’s evening to a warm floor. The only trick is stepping around all of the animals asleep on it.