Baby Z Gets Her Hair Did

   BF and I had a fantastic weekend with Cody-the-dog.  He was very well-behaved, loving and cute.  We hope to have a dog just like him some day.  By the time he left, he and Sif were practically besties, although Zoey was still hiding in the other room.

Laser eye buddies

   Today, I took Baby Z to get her lion haircut.  Since her fur is so long, it gets matted really easily, and even with brushing, the mats get so bad that they pull and irritate her skin.  So every now and then, I have to get her shaved.  Poor thing.  I took her today, and the groomer absolutely loved her, and said that she was super sweet - didn't try to scratch or bite, or anything!  I was so pleased with the results.  This groomer even put cute little bows on her, which is something they've never done!

Sif followed her around, trying to play with her tail poof

I Can't Wait To Be A Fur-Mom

   I've been wanting a dog for some time now, and now I don't want to wait anymore.  In pursuing a career in medicine, we are constantly settling for "delayed gratification" - putting in countless hours of work and sacrificing having lives for our hypothetical futures we desire.  While other people our age have jobs, houses, cars, marriages, and sometimes kids, we hold off because we don't have the time yet.  BF and I were planning on waiting until our fourth year to get a dog, because we figured we'd have more time.  But the more we think about it, the more we realize that fourth year is going to be busy too, and why wait if there is never going to be a "good" time.  And since we both have less demanding rotations after the holiday break, it will be a perfect time to introduce a new four-legged family member into our home.
   We've been hunting online for puppies, but haven't found a match yet because all the puppies are ready to go home now, and we aren't quite ready for them yet.  We are looking to get one right after we get back from our holiday trip to the east coast, and I'm sure something will work out.

   I was feeling desperate for some canine-time, and it just worked out perfectly that a family friend needed a dog-sitter this weekend!  So this weekend, I brought Cody over to my house to hang out.  He is so adorable, and we've been having a blast.  And I've been practicing my fur-parenting skills haha.

Well, that went by fast...

Just a few measly days until "summer break" is over and Block 3 begins.  My Europe vacation was a blast (a post on that to come soon)!  For some odd jet-lag reason, starting during my vacation, I am now a grandma.  I go to bed early and wake up WAY too early for a normal human being to wake up naturally.  It's kinda nice having more hours awake in the daylight, but the going to bed early part sucks sometimes.

On the one hand, I am annoyed to be starting up classes again after getting such a short (6 week) break.  On the other hand, I am glad that all my classmates will be back in town so there will actually be more people to do stuff with - whenever we have free time, that is.

Anyway, the point of this post is to address a "problem" I have been noticing in the last couple of months.  It has been especially bad in the last few days.  The problem is that med school has ruined my ability to relax.  If you know me, you know that I love to relax.  You know, sleep in late, stay in your pajamas all day, watch tv, read a good book, work on some artsy/crafty project for funsies, just sit outside and enjoy nature, RELAX...  Med school has done something horrible to me, because I just can't enjoy these things in the same way anymore!  Don't get me wrong, I've tried, and I still keep trying, but every time I watch tv just to watch tv I find myself itching to multitask, so I end up gchatting, texting and editing pictures/facebooking while watching tv.  It just isn't the same, though.  And now, when I do the things that I used to think were relaxing, I find myself feeling stressed out or anxious.  I keep getting the feeling that I'm forgetting something, or that I should be working on something/doing something.  I don't think I'm having these feelings about anything in particular, just general anxiousness.  Also, I've noticed that now, since I have such little free time, that once I actually have free time, I get so anxious about using my free time efficiently and getting the most out of it, that I just get overwhelmed and end up not really doing much with it.

I think it all comes down to something that I have been conditioned to fear: wasting time.  I used to love wasting time, especially because I had plenty to spare.  Now that it is so hard to find free time, I am scared to death of wasting it.  So there is all this pressure to use it wisely.  I think I am just being a control freak.  I need to just let go and let myself enjoy things as they happen, as opposed to planning out things to every detail so that they run perfectly and most efficiently.

I think another way to combat the anxiousness is exercise.  As soon as these stupid stitches on the bottom of my feet (just had a little biopsy done - don't worry it's probably fine) heal, I'm jumpin back on the horse!

PS- Right now I am dogsitting Cody.  He is adorable and has laser eyes.

Pet For A Day

I got to spend some time this past weekend dogsitting the lovely Max.  He was so adorable and very well-trained.  He did anything I told him to - I loved it! (Ha! I would) PS- I love how I have become the official dog-sitter/house-sitter for all of my mom's friends.  I definitely don't mind doing it.  It's super easy and a good way to make some pocket change.  And its convenient because they all live pretty close.