My decision to go back to school was not made impulsively. I always knew that one day I would go back, but it never seemed to be the right time. I told myself that I was a single working mother and didn't have time to study. I told myself that I was too old, and that ship had passed. Then one day I woke up with different frame of mind. I was bored with factory work. I needed a career that challenged my mind, not a job that challenged my patience. I had to get out of there, and I had to figure out how. Later that day, after a conversation with a coworker, the switch flipped on. It was time. I was going back to school.