My Man

*Note* This post was originally posted back in November. Unsure of who actually reads this blog, I took it down so as to not invite speculation. Things in the practice have indeed changed and Nate and his partner have gone separate ways.  It was a very civil divorce. :0)
Nate has been going hunting in CO for the last 5 years or so with his business partner. His partners family lives in Co so they know the country well. Up until this year Nate hasn't been able to shoot an elk. This year he wanted it bad and was really hoping that this was his year. On the last day of the hunt he finally got his chance, took the shot, and got him right in the heart! I couldn't be happier for him. He felt a bit anticlimactic about the whole thing and couldn't decide which felt better; shooting an elk finally, or having a shower after 4 days. It is really fun watching someone achieve something that they have worked so hard for and then finally achieved. Awesome! Just look at how happy he is!! Too bad I have to live with the European mount of the poor thing hanging on a wall in my house now though.

I think that this particular hunt is a bit bitter sweet. I'm not sure that he will get another opportunity to go hunting with his business partner. I don't really want to go into much detail. because if this were a regular journal that wouldn't be read until 10 or 20 years from now, I would write down all the dirty little details, but since it is up for public scrutiny right now, today.....I will refrain. Boy, that was a mouthful for not saying anything..... :) What I will say is that having a 50/50 partnership with someone is like being married to them. You are tied to that person in every way. Owning your own business is a pretty big roller coaster ride in and of itself. I have no idea what the future holds for the practice as it stands today, but right now it is very unsure. Part of my brain tells me that this is the kind of stuff that makes life fun and exciting, the other half says, just put me in a coma and wake me up when it's over. Now add to this the whole health care debacle and everything is a mess! What a big 'ole steaming pile of poo that is!

The only thing that I know for certain is that life is short and we've got to enjoy it while we are here. The last thing I need is for when I die to be told all the things I could have done if I would have just relaxed and had a little faith. I like to refer to it as the V8 moment where I hit my head and say, you mean I coulda had that?????