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You Can Teach an Old Dog New Tricks!

To cut to the chase, I passed the Real Estate Licensing Exam today!

Destry has a good job and earns a fair amount of money, but with five kids, a dog and a mortgage it only goes so far. We always have medical expenses, but have not had a car payment in years. I'm not sure we could afford one. We get by, we live frugally, but some months feel a little more stretched than others. With the kids getting older and all of them in school, I looked into getting a job myself; however, having been a stay at home mom for the past 16 years I was looking at entry level jobs, even with two degrees. I felt a bit discouraged for a while.

And even with my kids in school, my working will take some teamwork and sacrifice from my family and I could not justify my time away from our home for $8.00 and hour. I would need to take some classes to get my teaching certificate, but I feel like I have been teaching for 16 years and I have about 16 to go to get these kids through, so I do not really want to do that. I need a flexible schedule, one where I can respond to calls such as, "Mom, I ran out of capri suns, test strips, insulin,..." Others like, "Mom, my homework is on the table can you bring it to me?" Or "I forgot my lunch." "I'm feeling stressed, can you pick me up and take me to lunch?" "I'm sick, can you come and get me?" etc., etc. etc. This does not include the PTA meetings, class parties,reading dates, or Halloween parades, or Christmas sing-ins... It, likewise, doesn't include the shopping, cooking, bill paying, house cleaning or the regular doctor and orthodontist appointments... I'm tired already!

But some extra cash would be welcome and I would like to learn and contribute to society and my family in a monetary way. I talked to a friend and my sister-in-law, JuNette, both of whom are real estate agents. They are busy moms and both said that while there are sacrifices to be made, the schedule is indeed flexible and the pay is better than the $8.00/hr. starting wage I would be making doing something else.

So in September, after Labor Day, I signed up at Stringham School, paid for by my mother-in-law, Claudia. She loaned me the money so I could get started sooner. I am very grateful. I finished my 120 hours of online coursework and the live  all day review session mid November. The soonest the test was available at the testing center was today. I took practice tests, studied, reviewed, stressed and prayed that I would do well and pass the test so I could move on towards receiving my license and beginning a new career.

The test was easier than I had expected, thankfully. I finished in a shorter amount of time than what was allotted, got fingerprinted and handed a small stack of paperwork to take to a broker and the state licensing place, a place of which I do not as yet know its location. I have talked to a broker who said he would hire me and I feel good about working there.

I am super excited to begin this new adventure! Either you can teach an old dog new tricks, or I am not as old as the number I will be turning this month sounds.

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