On paper I look like a hot mess. Nothing really makes sense, a bit all over the place really. Things don’t ‘flow’ or connect in the traditional way, sometimes I don’t even understand how it all happened.

Culinary arts, the food industry, entrepreneur, zookeeper, housecleaner, and corrections officer. When explained, it all makes perfect sense, yet no sense at all. It is not a traditional ‘career path’ just a path that led from one place to the next. It was more of a curvy trail than a path, up and down and all around is a more accurate assessment.

The skills on my trail are varied and look like they don’t go together but in reality each one led to the next kinda perfectly.

Each position laid the groundwork for the job that appeared after it and they were all necessary.

Honestly, until Tuscany I was a bit embarrassed by my resume, the all over the map of it, the lack of consistency, the gaps, having to explain how it all happened. It does not read like any other and thank goodness because I am not like any other. 

Only in Tuscany did my resume come alive so to speak, ok, maybe not the zoo-keeping and inmate watching, but the attention to detail did. The skills I needed to do the tasks were varied and because of my crazy work history I just happened to have them all.

Who knew?

My path may not have been a straight line of ‘career consistency’ and it might be hard to find that perfect place again but my basket is full of variety and that makes sense for me.