The issue I faced was a love for Psy and realizing I needed a Masters to really do anything in the field. So I delayed and delayed about returning. Then, it sounds embarassing to admit, I realized the time I was spending at my Country Club improving my golf game could be spent in college. The University of Texas Pan American campus is 10 minutes from my front door.
I talked it over with my family and cried as I was tendering my resignation as President of the Men's Golf Assoc. and general membership. I do miss the early evenings on the putting green having a beer and talking with my buddies. Being able to drop by pretty much anytime and getting in a game. The tournaments. It's been replaced with cramming for exams and trying to remember stuff from my first 3 years old college in the early 80s.
Having to go back and complete some new general ed requirements is a pain in the ass, but it will be worth it. If my damn knee had not of given me trouble I would have finished the first time. (Athletic scholarship was gone, I was pissed, uncertain what to do)