I've been looking at the college schedules for the past few days. I will only be taking one class this and next term (possibly the term after that, it depends on Hubby's schedule). After that, with the exceptions of the summer months, I hope to add another class to my line up. With that schedule, it will take more than two years before I can transfer to a 4 year school. In the long run, I know it is not a long time, but sitting here at the beginning of this road, it sure looks like forever.
Fortunately after Hubby graduates this December, I will not be restricted to just taking classes during the day. While there may be a possibility for me to take 3 classes per term, I'm not sure I will want to do that. The classes I have to take are all rather homework intensive. I would rather it take me longer so I can concentrate on getting better grades, than cut the time down and watch my grades plummet. I already have enought work ahead of me trying to bring my GPA up from my foolish earlier college years when I thought college was one long party, with classes to go to in order to catch up on sleep.
When I was in high school, my folks never talked to me about going to college. I think my Mom assumed I would just find some "pass the time by" job until I could find a man to marry and take care of me. I suppose that is fine for some people, but it is not something I ever wanted. Because of that, I did not think staying at home and going to the local college was an option. I spent a year and a half in a very expensive college in California, followed by an occasional term at a few local private schools to try and continue. Big mistake. Going to college with no direction is very expensive. I'm hoping that all the talks and actions we are doing with my kids will give them more direction than I had.