Three Times I Failed And Succeeded Anyway

I know a lot of people who live very small lives in very small places. The one I actually know the best is me. I’m the woman who was scared to not only leave her home state but also her town until I hit my 40’s. I was scared to fail at everything, including getting from A to B in a car. So I sat, safe, in Penn Valley, Pennsylvania.

A divorce thrust me into a new life and I realized if I didn’t take risks that led to failure I was going to disappear off the radar, broke and alone.

My first story has nothing to do with movie making in one sense and everything to do with it in another. So here is my Real Estate licensing story.

FAILURE #1: I Suck At This!

I’m not a stupid woman. But I have enough learning disabilities to make The Bryn Mawr College Testing Center scratch their heads. They discovered I had everything but dyslexia.

So imagine me in Real Estate classes in 2001 learning sexy content such as “loan to interest ratios” and “riparian rights.” Nothing was sticking. I sucked at it, but I refused to quit.

I took the exam, which most nail on the first try, after months of classes. I failed both the practical and state exam. I told the testing center people, “That was amazing! I’ll be back!” I retook both classes. I failed both…