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Working Girls (Not the Prostitute Kind)

Paisley and I have jumped head-first into the work world and we're surviving just fine.  We worked all day Monday and Tuesday, yesterday was our day off and we're back at it today.  She likes being at the clinic and I love being with her, so it seems to work out.  She didn't sleep great on Monday night, and I found out one of the biggest benefits as owner of a business.  I didn't go in at 8, Aaron told me to sleep later and come in once we got up.  :)

The clinic is doing well so far.  January and February are always the slowest months which is scary since we're just getting started, but if we can make it through these two- we'll be fine.  I've really enjoyed getting to meet the clients and their pets, and I've gotten to see a couple of cool surgeries already.  Plus, I made it through a euthanasia the other day without crying.  That's a huge accomplishment for me!  I do wish the dead dog freezer could be in another room besides my office...

Speaking of my office, it is pretty much Paisley's room.  I have two exersaucers, an alphabet play mat, an eight-sided colorful play yard, and lots of toys.With the help of some awesome friends and family we got most everything painted and decorated!  I will post pictures this week, it's just been crazy trying to get settled in to our new roles! 

I miss being at home with her because that was such special bonding time, but I'm SO glad we're still together and I'm actually able to do something productive at the same time.  Plus, we have to make enough money to buy her Baby Gap clothes!!!

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  1. Congratulations on the big step! I'm so proud of you both! I wish I lived closer to you because my dog needs surgery to remove her anal sacs because she will not stop scooting no matter how much we clean them (not me, the vet tech)! :)

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  2. Yeah, girl, I'd say you've got it pretty good! What an awesome set up. Though I can't imagine that dead dog freezer, but I suppose it's just a reality of the job. Can't wait to see pics! (of the office, not the dead dogs!)

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  3. Sounds like a pretty awesome set-up! It's always good to have an "in" with the boss! ;)
    I'm so glad both you and Paisley are adjusting so well. How awesome to grow up surrounded by your folks and animals! :)

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  4. Congrats on the business! That's super exciting, and I'm so jealous you get to take her to work! Sounds like you guys will have lots of fun and your all set up with your/her office. :)

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  5. That girl of yours has more cute clothes than any baby on the internet, but affording Baby Gap can't hurt!

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  6. I would really like it if you could email me at some point. DH and I just moved (well, in August, but it still seems very new to us) to SW OKC/Moore and need a good vet for our dog. Also would love to chat w/you about everything, since (I think) we live really close to each other and (I know) have the same RE.

    Email is sanelson79@gmail.com and I'd just LOVE to hear from you :)

    Also, have to say, Paisley is just gorgeous and you could totally put her in rags and she'd still be the cutest baby ever!!

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