Moving On

I'm starting to slowly move on from my sorrow over losing Angelina. My dad bought a new cat last week and she is wonderful. She is a small Maine Coon with black, white, and orange fur. She is extremely lovable and very talkative. She is a great addition to my life and I am thankful my dad found such a great cat.

Training is going pretty well, but I didn't get in enough hours last week because of the move and this month's unpredictable weather. I leave this Friday to race Joe Martin in Arkansas and even though I haven't been strictly training according to the program, I feel confident that I will do well and take first.

Tonight I have my oral interview with the SLMPD. It's been an entire month since I took the written test, and I'm hoping after I pass the oral interview that the physical test will come soon after. Like I might have said before, I don't think I've ever wanted something so badly in my life, that is becoming a police officer. It's nice to find something so right for me, when in the past few years I've been chasing things that were so wrong.

Life is great out at my dad's house. The house is sunny, the backyard is beautiful, the grill is perfect for having friends over (I've had 4 over since I moved in!), and the area is quiet. I ride either my bike or my Vespa to work each day. The only downfall is that my clothes are ALL over the place and I'm wondering if I should even unpack them...lol.