G-d give me strength.
After having earned a Paralegal degree, a B.A., and completing one year of law school, I have decided that I need a new twist on the old career choice.
As many of you know, I am a stay-at-home mom and have been struggling to figure out what I should do with myself, once my daughter goes off to school.
I have decided that since one of my gifts is language (music and public speaking being my other two), I am going to learn Spanish and become a legal interpreter/translator. Our state is in desperate need of Spanish interps. and it will let me be current in the legal realm and I will get paid well, and I can work as little or as much as I want to.
So, today, I have spent the morning beating my head, because I am waitlisted for my Spanish class and I am registered for an independent PE.
I am almost 30 years old and I will be sitting in classes with a bunch of 18 year olds. They are going to think I am ancient.
So, not only do I have social issues, now I am this ancient oak tree in a class full of saplings....I remember what I thought when I saw older people in my classes...
Here I am at 30 and I am biting my nails hoping I get into my class, having to fill out reams of paperwork, having to stand in line to buy my books and dealing with beauracratic BS.
The weird thing is I am attending the same university I did for undergrad. The major difference is that this time, I have a daughter who will be in the pre-school there.
I just never thought I would be doing this again.
Tallgirl.