Working Man

Last summer, Martin was hired by an insurance company over here. They were impressed with his banking/accounting education and experience from the United States, but still required him to get officially certified thru the German system.

That usually takes a few years.

Martin’s attempted to do it in less than 10 months, hopping around Germany to attend the necessary training wherever it’s been offered.

Last week, he took the final test. He was gone for a few days while the baby and I remained at the hospital. It was hard for him to leave, but there wasn’t much he could do for us at the hospital at that point.  

Most people don’t pass the test the first time. And it goes without saying that the demands on Martin’s time and energy have been relentless … normal family life, plus my pregnancy, the birth, and then the hospital stay. But he stuck with it, studying where he can, when he can. I snapped this pic of him the other day, studying on his phone using the hospital’s crappy wi-fi as the baby slept. 

He called me a few hours after he finished everything last Friday. He passed all the tests and is now officially certified in his German profession, yada, yada, yada …

And I was like, “Ahhhhh, YESSSSS!!!”

Way to go, Martin. Now make it rain.