A Journal, A Timid Step

I love it!
Girl, you have got personality! Thank you for starting your journal. I KNOW this is one I'll be following with anticipation of great things to come for you, and the expectation of laughter and a smile to go with it.
God bless you as you start your new road to success. And welcome, welcome to the DG family. It's good to have you here. I hope you'll find all the motivation and support you need, like the rest of us have leaned upon over the months!

wishing you all the best,

Rina

So here's the deal: by April 19, 2009, I will *officially* be out of a job - I'm getting out of Army.
Yes, it's a scary thought. With all the craziness going on in the economy, it would seem to be the Worst Time Ever to voluntarily walk away from secure, federal employment; a job with the benefits. Yes, I know. However, I have always wanted to be my own boss and I figure - you know? Nowadays, starting my own business can't be any more difficult than getting hired. May as well go for it. It's not like I'm missing on the opportunity of a lifetime as an employee.

Said all that to say this with my adorable sheepish look:
I still haven't firmly decided exactly which job I will create for myself to do full-time. I have like, two certifications I'm finishing up here pretty soon in the health wellness industry (Nutrition Consultant, Yoga Fitness Instructor) - and I'm also Seriously considering becoming a Virtual Assistant.

Yes, I know, I need to hurry this up already! Don't know, somehow I know I'm going to be just fine -

In the meantime, I know I will do some real estate investing on the side. The question for me is - how am I going to get started? I thought about throwing myself into the Bird-Dogging thing, but then I'm like - whoa! Need a mentor. I know how I can be when starting something totally foreign to me. Might want to shorten that learning curve a bit.

So, I'll just go ahead and say that I've already assumed DG's mentoring program is not something I can afford at this transitional time in my life. So I was looking elsewhere (is that bad? Am I an outcast now because I'm like, trying to diversify my REI education? I'll wear my cute, dimpled sheepish smile and hope that no one gets too mad at me. I'm a really nice girl, I promise! Just kind of broke-ish, you know?)

So then I happened to look up this realty office that's local to me. They specialize in "making investing easy." The guy who founded the company said they also emphasize training their Realtors in real estate investing, because "long term, that's where the real money is."

So, being the information junkie that I am, I browsed the Career Opportunity secton, thinking, "Hey, maybe I can be some sort of clerk or something." (Part time, of course - while still building my fabulous dream company with the rest of my time) Well, they had a page that listed the school they recommend to take Principles of Real Estate, and all that there, and turns out for under $500 including state exam fee, one could be a bona fide Realtor and work with XYZ Realty and get all that mentorship in marketing and whatnot - not to mention getting groomed in the fine art of Real Estate Investing.

So there my ADHD mind went again, going OH MY GOSH I WANNA DO IT ALL!

But do I really?
I mean seriously, the most I had ever managed to sell, my entire life, is one pair of shoes, and maybe 4 months' worth of personal care products.
Hmm.

But then again,
Hmm..

AAH! I guess I should start back taking my medication so I can focus on one thing. But it was keeping my awake ALL NIGHT! grr.

Anyway, that's all for now. Blessings!

At a local REI group. That is exciting. Gotta run. Life getting in the way again. (Woo hoo)

You're in the right place.....learn all you can and then put it into ACTION....the results WILL come....and faster than you think if you'll just DO IT !!

I have been doing this since Jan 4th this year....Already have 2 houses in Escrow a possible 3rd as well, but I am continuing the same actions until my goals are reached......I WILL have 10 homes this year GOD willing.

Sam