The alarm going off this morning didn't come as a shock to the system as it usually does after a school holiday. Infact the only thing that does waken me is remembering CB is at high school, goes into her second year in a few weeks...i'm still looking for the ittle curly haired girl who grasped onto the railing on her first day of primary. Every now and then we catch sight of how our children really are, how did a little bundled wrap who depended on me for everything suddenly become a young woman who now does things for me.....mind you i do remember phoning my Mum and asking what age i was when i was first allowed to make her a cuppa.
I have an appointment later on this week, i have tried pushing it to the back of my mind and not to worry but it dawned on me earler what i was going to be put through and how it will decide the next step in my life.
Got word back from the OU, i can get full funding, yeah fabbi do, i would have to do the course over 6 years to get the funding. Do i have 6 years left? i know in theory i do but i had hoped that i could go for a 5 year overall plan, now were pushing 10. Well depending on this appointment it may be a failed dream anyway.