As you might have noticed I haven’t posted a great deal lately. Over the last few months I have tried to cut back on overtime since I felt like I was missing a huge chunk of my little guy’s life. The drawback is that created financial stress on my wife and I that added a whole different problem.

That being said, work just hasn’t been that exciting lately. I haven’t had a “good” call in weeks. Run of the mill, drunks, flunks and morons occupy most of my nights. The last 4 shifts have had a total of 5 calls for our crew, which is wayyyyy below the norm. Sometimes the break is nice, but it really leads to boredom. I’ve attempted to write several posts and I seem to get stuck about halfway through every time.

For one I feel like my head is clouded all the time. Do I have ADD? Maybe. Something really messes with my focus and has for years. I get stuck in a pattern that just repeats and repeats and repeats. Well…. I’m doing what I can to stop this cycle. First, my wife and I are starting back up on P90x. I plan to make a quick post about it everyday, but using the recent past of medicthree.com might make it easy to realize I will likely fail at this.

Second, my wife and I are going to talk with someone about our budget, and more importantly our debt. The combination of several horrible financial decisions, in combination with several piss poor decisions in college have left us in a heap of debt. Almost enough to buy a decent house.  We’ve decided we can not handle ignoring this any more and it is time to do something about it before we set this as an example for Asher. Admitting this to myself was hard. Admitting this to you all was next to impossible and in the even that I hit “publish” with this intact, don’t judge me too strongly…

The last year has been tough on Mrs. Medicthree and I. Our marriage is stronger than ever, but so many changes–my jobs, her job, having a son, moving, moving again, being broke, being really broke, and the list goes on–will take a toll on any relationship. Without her, I couldn’t have done any of this. I wouldn’t be able to do the job I do. Coming home to her and Asher is what makes my day. Work is just work. Coming home is my life and all I really care about. I know I don’t get to tell her this enough, but it really is.

If you follow me on twitter you might have seen that I went deer hunting in November. I got both my Buck and a Doe. My Whitetail buck was by far the best deer I’ve ever shot. At 7×7 it isn’t huge by whitetail standards, but considering he was shot smack in the middle of Mule Deer country makes it pretty impressive to me. I convinced the Mrs. to let me get it mounted(European style) and I’m damn excited about that.

Anyways, enough of my worthless ramblings. It is breakfast time here in the land of M3. Lets see if I can accomplish something worth posting about in the next few days.