If you have considered going back to school, I can really recommend it. It was very scary at first, still is at times. I first took classes '79, '80, then some more '92, but always gave up to work more, kids, bills, single parent and all. It has helped so much in my memory, concentration, and like I said, the feeling of succeeding at something is so great.
All my credit hours transferred, they never suggested refresher courses on anything. Had a two week three credit hour course (in communications, my first class in that area), and it kicked my butt, but really made me up my study skills, and I got an A.
Shoot, I am 53, will be 55 when I get the bachelors. It very much feels like I am enjoying the journey, rather than focusing on the goal, at least when I am not stressing out, but even the stress this semester is less than when I started in January, and I am taking actually hard classes this semester, new buildings to find, etc.
My life was pretty empty though, horrid jobs, two of my kids and all of my grandkids live really far, the one son that lived fairly close was busy with his own life, had a waitress job in a small town with customers that felt free to tell me I needed to lose weight, a completely narcissistic owner that I had known for years (worked for them before, but went back like a fool because I needed the job) who expected me to be available for all kinds of hours, gave up something I loved doing. Finally walked out in a huff when a grabby old man finally got a feel of my boob. I had told him and told him to keep his hands off me, the owner told me a couple of times that she talked to him, but what she related she said to him was more of an apology for me telling him off.
Told them I was going over to the police station to file a report and I would be back, while there and writing it all down, even the police chief said the owners should have done something earlier. After leaving, I just went home rather than back to work. Small town, walked, so the people at the restaurant could see me pass right by and go home. I only went through with pressing charges because I knew he was grabbing at all kinds of people, a young woman who delivered his medications etc. Couldn't find a job after that, so in a way, I painted myself into a corner, had nothing to lose by moving to go back to school. Living on student loans right now, wanted to get a few semester under my belt before I tried adding work to the mix since every other time I let work take over and quit school.
So in many ways, my going back to school was because so many other doors slammed shut and it was the open window.
Anyway, sorry to go on and on, my point is school has been a great experience so far, and it's done great things for my head, and there wasn't much else in my life. If I had family, a home etc, I doubt I would have done it.
Hope you have a great day too!