On the Road Again

I’m thinking maybe I should go out and write whatever test people are required to write in order to obtain their real estate license. With my past experience of selling, buying and moving and the experience I’m pilling up this month I must be close to qualifying to write that exam. Maybe I should give it a shot – just kidding.

I’m getting anxious to be finished playing this real estate game and to be able to put my attention where my heart is telling me to go which is to set up and market my business and to awaken people to the love of writing and the many healing values it holds. That’s my mission in life – but what keeps jumping in front and demanding our attention is this slight little problem of the need for shelter which is rather important and the first on Maslow’s hierarchy of needs.

Although I haven’t registered for the course yet, (waiting to make sure I have an internet connection to work from) I ordered, and yesterday I received, my text book for the first of the three courses I will be doing for my bachelor’s. It’s called Evolutionary Psychology and from the quick scan I gave it I don’t think I’ll be reading much of it in one sitting without stifling a few yawns. Gag me!

It makes me think of being a kid and having to swallow this gawd awful medicine I had to take when it was discovered I had worms. It’s just something I had to do to move on – kind of like I feel about reading this text. I don’t think I’ll discover anything to jump over the moon about but for now it’s something I have to do to move on.

I got the results of the $100 personality test I had to do in order to belong to the professional association and the 200 question qualifying exam which cost me another $300. I got my exam mark along with a letter of congratulations and I got a thirteen page report back from the personality test which is kind of like having a camera take pictures of your insides or being fingerprinted for future identification. The results rate me in areas like Extraversion, Agreeableness, Conscientiousness, Neuroticism, and Openness to Experience. As far as I can tell, I’m okay. Phew! Now that the computer thinks so, I can wipe the sweat off my brow.

Yesterday we spent the better part of the day looking at places and today we’re off to Kelowna to do the cleaning at the school and check out a few more properties along the way. Who knows, this might just be our lucky day. But before we leave I have to make sure I pack a couple of boxes. As my daughter said, our house may not have come to us yet because we haven’t started packing and the Universe thinks we’re not ready, so as she very wisely said - pack it up! So off I go to pack a few before putting old Betsy on the road again.