There’s an answer for that, you know: P.D.Q. Bach.
(The scary thing - listening to P.D.Q. Bach, I’ve found I’ve had something of a grounding of musical theory fed to me while I wasn’t paying attention! :eek: )
Welcome back, Mouse_Maven!
If you don’t like dealing with people, shoot for neonatal nursing. The babies don’t talk back, and the parents are just grateful for what you do for their child. (There are, of course, occasional exceptions)
I once had a head nurse in a neonatal unit try to recruit me by saying it was just like taking care of kittens and puppies. :rolleyes: She’d been there too long, I think.
Maybe I’m missing something, but…what about a veterinary technologist? It’s a four-year degree, one step up from the two-year-degree veterinary technician.
Read. Pay special attention to the “you can write our own ticket” part. 
http://www.bls.gov/oco/ocos183.htm
Verily, thy babe is well and truly worthy of squee. SQUEEEEE! 
May she be a blessing upon the house of Mouse.
May I request, at your kind discretion and convenience, some pix of her not tormenting the cat?
That’s why I chose the lab. Blood doesn’t whine. 
Welcome back, Mouse! You got yourself one seriously cute kid there!!
Singing is one of the unexpected benefits of parenting. I can’t carry a tune in a bucket, but when my kids were infants they actually enjoyed my singing. Then they grew up and developed better judgment. But now they tell better jokes, so there are compensations.