Going under the knife...
School is going well. I really like it, though I would prefer to leave class after 3 hours, that 4th hour is a killer. I liked the interviews I had to do. The agent one was easy because I used my hair stylist who is also a successful agent. It was very difficult locating the elusive mortgage loan officer but I found a very informative one, unlike some of my classmates who had bad experiences. This little 15 minute interview turned into a 2 hour mentoring session. He was such a wealth of knowledge and crammed so much into my brain, as well as networking with me for future business dealings and trying to sell me on a house he’s rehabbed.
To help celebrate the upcoming Breast Cancer Awareness Month, tomorrow I am having surgery, an open excisional biopsy to remove that breast tumor. I’m not thrilled but it’s painful so I want it out. Mau is thinking about shackling me to something so I won’t try to play DDR…I’m really bad about abstaining from exercise following surgeries. He reminds me of my DDR playing an hour after my toe surgery, with the funky shoe and all. The Novocain hadn’t worn off yet so why not, right? I was on a treadmill the day after my ear surgery. Yeah, maybe the shackles are a good idea.

