Well, I had a near meltdown this morning after I stayed up late rehearsing, couldn’t sleep, had bad dreams, got to the office at 9:15am to set up the food and drinks, and then NOT A SINGLE SOUL SHOWED UP. My colleague said she was going to come, and four people registered. At 10 am, I looked at the empty classroom and thought I was going to cry.

All that fucking flyering and asking my friends and Rover clients etc. to cross promote and whatever. I lugged this huge heavy-ass bag with three stoneware plates and all the goodies to make the breakfast foods pretty and presentable. Ugh. I sat there in the classroom with my loan officer. I was trying not to cry. Then, thankfully, at 10:30 am, an Indian dude showed up and he said his friend was on the way. OMFG.

We finally got started about 10:40 and another Indian dude showed up but he hadn’t slept. He came straight after pulling an all-nighter at work. He wanted to see my slides and then after I showed him, he said he already knew the info and wanted to go home. Um, ok.

With the remaining two dudes, the show went on. I felt pretty good about my part, talking about the benefits of home ownership and the current market conditions. Based on Bub’s feedback from my last homebuying class in May, I injected some personal stories too to make me more relatable. My coach and loan officer partner said I did a good job. It felt smooth and intuitive, thankfully. I mean, I did Elizabeth Dole that shit (as usual).

Then my loan officer came on for her part. Dang, the Indian dudes came with so many questions. So many scenarios. Thank goodness homegirl has been in the business since 2004. She had all the answers.

Then, get this. At like 11:45 (the class was scheduled for 10-12), a Chinese couple with two kids come into the room. Um, are you here for the class bc all the content is done, we are in Q&A phase. They were so strange. Kids ate a shit ton of the food. I was so annoyed and then they just kept asking me loan questions. Um, I’m the realtor. She’s the loan officer and she’s with these people. Here’s her card and you can meet with her privately to discuss your personal scenario. It was just so bizarre.

We finally got done at 1:15. In the end, I felt ok about everything. I think these guys will be clients for my loan officer. I’m not sure if they’ll work with me. They have to get their finances worked out before we really know what their budget is, but I will try to engage simultaneously while she works up their applications. They were cool guys. Young and single but very goal-oriented. It was cool to see such diligence and intention. Sometimes it’s so frustrating bc people at open houses can be “casually looking” for like years. Analysis paralysis or something. I dunno.

So I got home, and my Rover client Biscuit was slumbering away. This little corgi mix gets heavier and heavier every time I see her (third stay). She’s like a mini tank. But it’s nice coming home to a wagging tail. I so miss having my own doggie. Jan 2018 is the new deadline. I need a doggie to warm my home.

Well, I did email follow ups and also called today. I’m so pooped. I actually went to get my toes done for the first time in probably a year. It was so nice. Now I’m headed for a soak in the hot tub and then it’s bed time. I need some major zzzs.