I don’t often write about myself or what I’m doing in life. You’ll also notice no pictures of me. I guess that could be taken as a sign of low self-esteem. I’d like to think it’s more about a healthy sense of self-preservation. I’m going to change that though, today. I’m going to tell you what I’ve been up too.
I’m doing something that is scaring me to death. Whenever I take a step out of my comfort zone, I get really, really scared. Well, I’ve not only taken a step, I’ve jumped off the bridge, landed in the deep end and I’m learning how to swim for my life!
I’m going back to school. University to be exact. I plan on getting a BS degree in Accounting. Boring, I know. Lame, I know. Jobs, yes, thank you, there are. And I like numbers. I really like numbers.
I put in my application just before Thanksgiving and was re-admitted (I’d gone 20 years ago for 2 classes) to Utah Valley University. I’ve filled out my FAFSA and it was sent on it’s merry way. UVU got it and promptly denied me because I had failed to properly withdrawal from a class 20 years ago. I thought I had withdrawn from both classes, but I guess not.
I’ve presented myself at the registra’s office and begged to have that UW changed to a W, so I can be awarded financial aid to pay my already (for me) hefty schooling bill.
I’ve signed up for 3 classes. American Government (I love this stuff), Health and Wellness (a required class) and Library Resource (to make me a better researcher). All are on-line courses at this point. 6 credit hours, all on-line, plus I’m working part-time and I’m a full-time mom and daughter.