Last year I went back to University.
I was, and still am, the oldest 'student' in my class. This doesn't really bother me but I must admit trying to juggle University classes at my age can at times be a logistical challenge.
Right now for example, there is a strike on at the University which means that I don't have classes.
I'm okay with this except that it also means that my class times will be rescheduled to run over the Christmas holidays.
Part of the reason I picked the courses I did was so that I can attend them when my kids are at school, and I can do the homework and 'readings' while my trio are in bed.
I was not planning on spending my Christmas holidays attending classes.
So now I'm thinking about taking my kids with me to my re-scheduled lectures. I'm sure my eleven year old son will have a great interest in the writings of Jane Austen and Charlotte Bronte.
I only need three more courses to finish this degree. I'd like to get a decent mark in these classes too so that I can get into a masters program.
I wonder if attending lectures with three kids will make me look pathetic or simply dedicated.
Sadly, part of me is hoping that I'll look slightly pathetic, I'll take a few extra marks for 'pity' right now.
I'm getting too old to be proud.