So for a long time I have been threatening to leave retail and move on to a more "normal" hours job. Apparently my motto for the last few years has been, "This is my last retail Christmas." Yeah, like the last fifteen years there has been a pool to see when the declaration would come out of my mouth.
In September I did just that, I got it together and started Real Estate School. I submerged myself in the experience and got a job in an office while I took the state required class. I was excited and nervous each step along the way. Every test threw me into that crazy "WTF am I thinking I'm too old for school" panic until the results came back. But I was excited that the end of my journey came to a successful end on friday when I passed the state boards. I came into work on saturday and saw this:
Right there at the top was the pay off for all the hard work and hours of stress and studying. So when you are looking for an agent, give me a call.
Holy smokes! So very excited for you!
ReplyDeleteEvery time I worked a Black Friday in retail, I told myself the exact same thing. Took me years to get off that crazy merry go round!
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