..just call me Ms Magnum.
I've decided what I want to do with what's left of my life.
Actually, I decided what i wanted to do over a year ago, but just got sidetracked a little.....a lot, really.
I'm applying for a Private Investigator's license. I started the classes last year, whilst I was working patrol for a security company, and managed to do quite well....before getting involved in other things (Dave leaving, the accident, etc, etc). I just got despondent, depressed even, about a lot of things, and learning to be a PI wasn't high on my list of priorities (neither was getting out of bed, showering, cooking cleaning, eating...nothing interested me). Now, however, I'm somewhat recovered, and I think the time has come to pick up where I left off.
The idea came to me when Dave started working investigations as a detective. I was really getting into what he was doing, and when he told me things about his cases (what he COULD tell me, some stuff's confidential) he and I were usually on the same wavelength. It just made sense, you know? We'd both be doing the same thing, but in different circles...keeping it in the family, so to speak. We cooked up this crazy idea to start our own agency when he retires from the Air Force, maybe before then if we can afford it.
So, today I picked up my books for the first time in months and revised what I had already learned; made a phone call, sent an email, found out that I was still good-to-go and can start again, pretty much where I left off, anytime I'm ready to. I'm ready, I've been ready. I just needed the motivation...