What a difference a year makes...

Today I was thinking about my journey as a 50 year old grad student. I completed my master's degree about a year and a half ago and I really cannot believe how quickly I got done. Working and going to school full time was not easy; there were days when I got so depressed because I felt that it was too challenging. Getting home at eleven at night, staying awake to complete assignments, can I say difficult for an older person. I knew that I had no choice, it was the only way to stay current in this competitive workforce. My job prior was being stuck in a cubicle all day with little or no human contact; librarianship has changed my life. I love dealing with patrons, even the difficult ones. I love teaching classes and ordering for my assigned part of the collection. What a difference a year and a degree makes.