What is it about the way I was raised that I continually find myself in the same exact patterns year after year whether it is with my marriage, any relationship, my career, or a number of any other variations of where I am in my life?
I failed my real estate license exam. I have never failed anything in my life. But I’m a mom now. I don’t get to get a good night of sleep to prepare for something I have stopped studying for if it isn’t in the cards. Instead, when my beautiful baby girl (she truly is amazing, what I live for these days) decides that she’ll wake up 5 times in one night and then only sleep once I have to get up to shower for said exam… Well, I just have to suck it up and deal, don’t I?
The stupid thing about it is that I have no excuse for this failure. I had four hours to complete the exam and I did it in two. Out of 145 questions I marked 28 for review. That in itself is a passing grade. Until you take into account the fact that not all of the questions are graded equally. 100 on a national level, which I passed of course, 40 on the state (where I failed) and 5 that aren’t graded at all. So after being confident with about 10 of the 28 I had marked and at least coming up with answers (a 25% chance to get them right) on the other 18, I submitted the test with the “hey, I got a 90” mentality and anxiously awaited getting the hell out of that stuffy, over heated H&R Block testing center… To fail the state exam by 3 questions.
Had I spent an extra 20 minutes going “okay, now which ones have to do with license law?” and actually making an effort… I wouldn’t be waiting another 10 days and paying another $100 to take a test I should have completed successfully the first time. But I didn’t. Because I was tired. The end.
But this is the rut I seem to be stuck in again.
Going to make an effort to start writing more diligently again.
Sincerely,
~Nikki
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