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Real Estate is not for the Faint-of-Heart

Real Estate is not for the Faint-of-Heart


Today I am sitting in my shared hotel room at Whistler, BC, waiting.  Waiting for someone to call me and tell me where I need to be, what I need to do, and for how long I need to do it.  Now, I haven’t sat around and waited for someone to tell me what to do in years.  Eons.  I am a doer.  I do things.  But not today.  Today, I wait, for I am a Volunteer*.  And I am grateful to be one.  So while I wait, I will write.


In my real life, I am the big boss, the worker bee and the social butterfly.  I am a Realtor.  Aside from the required knowledge, so much of this career depends on personality.  Having the mettle to pick yourself up when you get rejected (again), push on when you don’t feel like getting up in the morning.  Be outwardly happy even when you want to cry.  Jam that foot into the proverbial slamming door before it closes.  Fake it ‘til you make it – and then even when you’ve made it, fake it every now and then, because nobody wants to drive around town with a crying Realtor.  Trust me, I know.


A lifetime career in Real Estate is not for the faint-of-heart.  It is the blindfolded, 50k biathlon of the Olympics, with land mines and spring-loaded traps on the course.  Set in your ways? Nice knowing ya.  Bobbing and weaving are a natural part of the day.  “I can’t” has no place in a Realtor’s vocabulary.  If you are a Realtor and find yourself saying that more than once this week, you might as well quit now.  This job can suck the life out of you--but with the right attitude, it can also be the most rewarding, flexible and fun career you’ve ever had.  I am one of the lucky ones.   This business works for me and I am fortunate to have figured this out so early in my life.  I am truly happy with my career, and grateful for all of my successes.  And so I give back: I donate part of all of my commissions to the BC Cancer Foundation, I share knowledge, and I volunteer. 


This week I am volunteering with Paralympians that don’t know the meaning of “can’t”.  I am continually amazed and inspired by their stories, and their ability to overcome what most consider impossible obstacles.  So today I will wait to be called upon, and I will again be that smiling, cheerful, energetic, blue-jacketed volunteer.  I will draw every ounce of grit and determination I can from watching these athletes and I will inject it straight back into the veins of my everyday life.  I will be grateful that I can personally and financially afford this time to give back.  I will be grateful that I am capable and strong and a doer.  So many are crippled by thoughts of “I can’t”.  Not me. Not this week.  What about you?


*I have been volunteering for the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympic and Paralympic Games since early February.