I decided that I wanted to go back to college at age 44. All ls good, although I am scared to death. I am not the greatest test taker in the world. In fact I suck at tests. Math is something that gives me nightmares, and I am sure math was invented by the devil himself.
I decided to take the bus into the city to save on gas. We have a large garden in which we are currently freezing everything in order to save on food bills. We are almost debt free, and we know down to the penny what we need each month to live. I am doing some in home care as a nurse 2-3 days a week for income.
I want to bed early last night to get a good nights sleep. My backpack was packed. This morning my youngest son all of a sudden needs a camera bag in which we cannot find. I put the wrong pants in the dryer to un-wrinkle, and after I was all dressed, took my daughter to school,then I spilled coffee all over my shirt while getting out of the car. Great start to my new year at college.
The bus ride was fine. I got to my first class only to find that it didn't start until Aug 31. Wow, how did I miss that? I am taking a Strategy in Learning Class in hopes to aide my ability to take notes, read the text, and take tests better. Another young man did the same thing I did, and found that his class didn't start until Aug 31 either. He was nice to talk to, as I was afraid all the other students would be fresh out of high school, and not want to talk to some middle aged woman with four children.
Upon further looking my speech class on Tues and Thursdays does not start until Sept 6. That should ease myself into college life at a slower pace.
I am taking Math 5 days a week. It is a refresher coarse. My instructor is from another country but you can tell she loves what she does, and loves her students. She promises we will learn to love Math.
She said "You are here because you need a refresher coarse in Math or else you hate Math. Some will retain it faster than others. This is elementary math up until the 8th grade."
First thought in my mind "Elementary math to the 8th grade? I am so stupid!"
Before college started my oldest son took me to the campus to buy my books and find my classes. He is a math major, and this is his senior year in college. He is taking the highest math classes he can take, and will be teaching himself. I decided to buy the answer solution book to my math book and my son looked at me and said "Really Mom?? You won't need this. This is so easy." He didn't get his math skills from me or else I have some hidden talent somewhere that has never been exposed. In fact three of my four children are math wizards. Go figure!
My next class is a history class. This class will require a lot of reading, and the Professor wants you to talk in class. 25% of my grad will be participating in class. I didn't really sign up for talking in class, but then I decided I could talk in class if I read my homework. I started reading her chapter while waiting for the bus to take me home. The professor reminds me of my best friend in high school who married at 15. Same face features,hair, body style, and mannerisms.
No one talked to each other on the bus, and I nearly froze to death on the way home. I finally napped a little and when I got home I slept for another hour. I must of been really tired.
The evening was spent at the high school open house. My daughters band is taking a trip this spring and I need to come up with $780.00 by March, plus $120.00 for food, then spending money on top of that. That doesn't count all the fees I paid for my younger two to attend school this year, the $5000.00 person loan I took out for one of my older boys to attend his last year of college, or school supplies. I am broke but happy. I have the best husband in the world.
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