The time is drawing near! I feel like a man with no home. It has been very stressful this summer with the uncertainty whether I would get the job and then the push to get things wrapped up. Now - I have no dog, I have no house (we signed papers with a relator Sunday), I have no office (the vultures are circling outside my office), I have no church, I have no shotgun (I gave it to the Primary Firearms Instructor today, it has been with me since my flying days), I have no one at home to talk to and I have no cases! I have thrown away a lot of stuff that I have held onto for many years. I wonder if this is what it feels like to retire?
A new chapter begins Friday. I will leave Houston and then on 9/4/07 I will become a Supervisory Special Agent. I have resisted that title for 17 1/2 years! I hope I will have fun and will be able to contribute ... all I ever wanted to be was a Special Agent, pure and simple. To think I could compete on the national level is a bit scary and intimidating to me.
"Fugit inreparabile tempus” (Irretrievable time is flying)
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