Call me unrealistic, but when I signed up for the online real estate class, I had this grand idea of finishing in two weeks, and being licensed and with an agency by August. NEWS FLASH! It’s August, and I haven’t completed the course yet. I am exhausted of looking at it, and I’M NOT ANYWHERE NEAR THE END.
The real class is a 60 hour course, and I’m telling you mathematically… I will have spent WAAYYY more than 60 hours on this stupid thing.
I am eternally frustrated at it, but when I get frustrated at the class, I miss stupid quiz questions and have to retake them which in turn makes me MORE frustrated, so I just have to walk away.
Last weekend, I stepped back for a bit and tried to do some other activities. It was looming in the back of my mind as a “I need to do this” nagging task, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.
I think part of the problem has been how unexpectedly busy the rest of my life has gotten in an unplanned way. The summer went from a fabulous mild WONDERFUL beast to a monster. A monster straight from hell. We’ve either been flooded by the torrential down pours or we’re blistering in 100* heat. I work for a heating and air company, so as you can imagine work went from lovely to insane in 2 seconds flat.
The addition of physical therapy has really cramped my style. I am used to getting home at 4:30 in the afternoon, and having two hours until Jake comes home to focus on what I need to do. Now, I’m not getting home until 6:15-6:30, then I have to make dinner, and I’m exhausted from the day and PT. I JUST CAN’T WIN.
This week, I vow to take control. I vow to make time, and I will check of sections until I can’t check no mo. I have to, or I’ll never finish.