No one, in my 18 years in the real estate industry, said it would be easy... Being the eternal optimist I am...I tossed that notion aside and plunged forward into my career. Granted there were a few hurdles along the way...but overall the journey hasn't been bad. I credit that largely to my passion and love for what I do and the incredible people I have met along the way. Even so...every now and then...one of the "hurdles" can really put the kabash on your momentum.
About three weeks ago I was on my way to my second showing of a piece of land to a client. It looked like this piece of land could actually be the one she chose and I was getting excited in that we had looked at dozens of properties. I was nearly there when I heard a loud Pfffffffffffffffffluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusssssssssssssssst...bam! What da? My truck lost power and I drifted to the shoulder of the road. I sat in silence hearing only the ticking coming from under the hood that you get when a motor is cooling off after a long ride. Stranded.
The call to my husband at work wasn't an easy one in that I was waaaaaaaaay out in the middle of seemingly nowhere. Long story very short...we just got the news about five days ago that there was nothing they could do for my six year old truck. I was told that it would require a new engine and new catalytic converters to the tune of $5000. (That was on the low end...btw...$9000 on the high end...yeesh!) Crum...I was limping along as it was just re-entering the real estate world...and now this???
Needless to say...my business has come to a grinding halt. Well...okay...not quite a halt...but a real slow sputter. The hurdles in front of me seem gargantuan. You might as well put the Great Wall of China between me and making any kind of income any time soon. I would be lying if I told you that I am still zipping through my life with a Pollyanna-yippy-skippy attitude 100% of the time. But, I would also be lying if I told you that this hurdle in my life has caused me to evaluate what's important and where my business needs to go. I was moving so fast in my re-entrance to real estate that I hadn't taken serious time to hone in completely on what and where I needed to go.
Sometimes hurdles aren't so bad. They're like those dang speed bumps in parking lots that make a slow down just a bit to make us aware of our surroundings. So...what's a few hurdles to jump anyway? Somehow...some way...I will get through this and will be able to brush the cinder off my knees, get up, jump the hurdle and move on. So my time's a little slow on this leg of the race... I'll be ready for the next one.