In what seems like a lifetime ago...I owned a marketing company ...Clients ranged from local retailers to national manufacturers and service companies. I became certified as a woman owned business and enjoyed the diversity of the services I provided from marketing plans to graphics, the wholesaling distribution of imprinted items, special events and product introductions. Media from television and radio to newspaper and magazine ads both in terms of production and placement was a part of this interesting career path.
The diversity of clients and their requirments kept me busy, fed, dressed....I loved what I did.
I was married to my business....and it was a wonderful relationship. Marriage in the traditional sense of the word was not a goal ...or even a thought...I had a diverse social life as well and that served me well.
Somehow the friendship I had which began with an introduction by one of my vendors and grew into meeting for pizza...sharing a drink ....and mutual sharing of our sometimes "less than perfect" dating partners....became a different relationship. Just as the Psychic in Salem, Massachusetts predicted, that friendship became a marriage and Sally K. Repa became Sally K. Hanson.
David had a job in the private sector which took him on the road...often for weeks at a time without coming home. We had a number of rental properties and of course every time the usually "very handy" Mr. Hanson stepped out the door on an extended trip..a tenant had...a sink that leaked, a furnace that didn't heat, rent that had excuses rather than payments...and the reason anyone was involved in real estate escaped my logical mind...too many headaches where I could not forecast a "happily ever after" at any point in the future. David claimed this was part of our retirement plan...and when I announced this would be a great retirement plan....with his next wife....we sold the properties.
His travel continued with me finding I had the worst part of being married for a weekend social life...I couldn't date and I had no mate...this was no fun...time to find something else to do that challenged me and filled time.
I decided that "do the open house" put a sign in the yard real estate thing might be just the thing to fill some idol weekend hours so I went to school...got my license and joined a large local firm...making it clear to the manager that this was not my passion..not my "real job"...just something I had an interest in and would use to make extra money and fill time as it became available. She was satisfied with that half hearted effort ....and so was I....briefly. The office had a lot of well established Realtors not anxious for a newbie to "share the market" even part time...and I began to wonder...was it the company, the office or real estate that I didn't like. It didn't matter I could just quit and I would have learned it was just not what I thought it would be...OR ?? I decided before I threw my license in the trash I would test out my theory...maybe it was the office...so I moved within the same company to another office. The office was bustling with activity...had anxious agents who wanted you to hold open houses...the business I didn't like started to become one that I enjoyed. Then I figured out it was not just about holding open houses....I could actually employ the marketing skills I had from my still "primary career" to real estate....and they worked !
The more marketing I applied...the more success I had and the better I liked what I was doing...the more money I made.....and the upward success spiral continued as I "graduated" to another brokerage that took less commission and offered more....and on to Keller Williams, the brokerage we both call "home" in our real estate careers.
What began as something to "fill in the time"....kind of like when I think about it....my "greasy cheeseburger and pizza dates with David"....has in both a professional and personal aspect...become full time passions...with success on all fronts. ...and backs !
I "did over" my career path....and my single life....to find fulfillment in both areas to be more than my imagination could ever have conceived....You just don't know where another path can take you unless you begin the journey.