Catchin Up

So, you are probably thinking me & my pretty new red purse have been out shopping around trying to find things to fill out... Well, not really - although I have found it very useful in packing all of my stuff around. I'm SO glad I chose the bigger one. That was my biggest decision ya know.... which size to get...

Anyhoo.... here's a quick recap of what's been going on.. I'll try to make it the short version.

I spent most of the weekend and beginning of the week preparing for my Real Estate Exam. It's funny you know. They make you spend 90hours in a classroom, then basically memorize 1400 possibly multiple choice Q's... of which, you will not retain once you pass the test.. Then you have to take a 6hour "bootcamp" on contract writing... then you can go take the State exam.

It's all a bunch of hoo-wee if you ask me. The stuff they teach you isn't practical. It's pretty much vocabulary of words which, none of use on a daily basis. No real 'training' just a bunch of tie wasted sitting listening to some arrogant retired brokers talk about how much money they've made and what they think about EVERYTHING, not Real Estate Related.

But, I made it thru... I passed the test (90%!) yesterday and finally got to put all the notes that have been flooding my house for the past week in the recycle bin!

On Tuesday I survived an MRI. Yes, I do mean survived.. I am claustrophobic. I freak out. I mean TOTALLY FREAK out. I've had several before. I think 2 or 3 on my knee, but I didn't have to go all the way in the machine. Also had a couple on my lower back.. which is where I first realized the extent of my phobia. Now, it's only gotten worse. I freak out in elevators sometimes too. So, I'm lieing there ready for them to put me in and I totally start to panic. Tears going down my face.... HR like 195 - not sure if I can do it. THEN, I did it...

I PULLED THE IRONMAN CARD! Yup, on myself I did it. I thought, how can I make it through 5 months of training, and a 13hour day traveling THAT far... and be freaking out over this stupid machine. So, I closed my eyes and started thinking of the beach..... the beach that I am on my way to in a few hours :-)

So, Sara called me yesterday and read me the MRI Report. Unfortunately it kinda went in one ear & out the other, even though she so carefully described it all, non-medical terms. There were several things noted on there, some about my discs, some about the fusion of the vertebrae...and something about more sensitive inflammatory response? That's the one I really heard, cause it might make sense why I can get SO incredibly sore, from you know, walking across the street....Ok, slight exaggeration, but you get my point.

I'm going to a "pain management" Dr. on Thursday to see what he can do to help with the arm pain. I really hope he has some answers because I NEED TO SWIM!!! It's been nearly 3 months since I have been in the water....

There's also the usual. You know, work, train for a marathon.....

Now, I better getting moving. I need to get ready to get out of town! In a few hours Shane will be home & we are heading to Mexico! Tomorrow, Natalie, her husband Jeff & baby Kate, and the momo clan are coming down to spend the weekend with us as well. It's Shane's b-day tomorrow, so a little tequila celebrations it is. Cause, that's how the LaPan's roll. Marathon, or not, I'm still having me some fun this weekend! Oh, and Stacey & Dave will be there as well....they're staying on another beach, but hopefully we'll get to see them and have us some HORNITOS!

So, stay tuned next week for a full report on the fun. MAYBE, just MAYBE we'll get some good pics to share ;-)

Cheers!