go back to college

I was in college once. For about a year. And then I got married. At nineteen. Yeah, I’m still married. I was going to go back for my sophomore year, but I couldn’t afford to drive the forty five minutes every day while only working part time, plus I hated every class I was taking and cried myself to sleep every night, much to my hubby’s chagrin. And my dad said he wouldn’t pay for it anymore if I didn’t change my major. So I dropped out. And then my husband joined the Air Force. And now I live in California. And transfer application dates passed a hell of a long time ago. And of course there is no way my dad is paying for it now. I’m smart and all, but I’m not much of an overachiever, and I have no faith in my ability to get scholarships/grants, whatever, especially after being out for a year. Maybe, though. I sure as hell don’t want to be doing nothing for the rest of my life.