I decided to be a realtor about 8 months ago. I started with excitement and a little, ok massive, trepidation of the road that was ahead. I hadn’t taken a test in 10 years and I hadn’t set foot in a workplace for 6. However, my baby went to Kindergarten this year and this former full-time mom wondered how I would fill my days besides keeping house and keeping the fridge stocked (because we all know that is the only things stay at home moms do right? Please!)
So after a ton of online research and a gentle nudge from the hubs I started to study, take my chapter tests, it was a TON to remember but the more I plugged away the more I got excited about my new career choice. I won’t lie, it was by far a lot more difficult than I thought it would be, but I was doing it, I was passing! Then came the State License Exam, I was petrified! I had heard from so many others what a bear that test was and the testing center certainly wasn’t the kind of warm and fuzzy place with a chipper receptionist that was there to ease your nerves. Nope it was a lock up your belongings, turn out your pockets, I’m following you to the bathroom kind of place. Two and a half hours later though, I nervously walked back to the not fuzzy receptionist where she handed me my results and there it said in big, bold letters, PASS. Thank God! I’m a Realtor!!
Umm, not so fast there hot stuff! That was the easy part, now I had to find a broker, apply for my license, and figure out how to put all of that new knowledge to work! It was like being a college graduate all over again. But thankfully, things started to look up.