Since accepting the offer (all of a week ago) I have become an emotional bag of nerves.
There have been so many obstacles to this:-
No University within an hour and half commute.
One 2 year old, one 10 year old.
DH unable to move jobs to a more convenient location.
And so on and on and on...
So finally we decided that I should go back to my home town to study, abandon DH and take the dcs. At least there I will have family support etc. and Dh can come down at the weekends. Not perfect but if I want to do it, it was never going to be easy.
So, application process a joke, Uni bureacracy suitably crap (the usual) and finally offered a place. Hurray!
From then on it just seems to be one thing after another:
I check financial insentives and from 1st of August the golden handshake and extra payment for English is scrapped. Bugger.
MIL slates the school I intend to send ds1 to, making me question my choice (unfairly) and decides to take it upon herself to sort out nursery care for ds2 (not what I had in mind at all). I know she's trying to help...
Then today the headmaster at the school I currently work at says he'd love to keep me and would I be able to do my placements in the 2 local schools. I feel quite pleased, hadn't thought it would be an option. So I send an e-mail off to the relevant person asking whether or not it would be possible to do the placement here (admittedly far from Uni, and trying not to expect too much) so that ds1 could stay in his school and I would be at home for all but 11 weeks of the year.
Got a really snotty reply from some thoughtless admin woman along the lines of "No you can't, if you don't want your place on the course then don't take it!"
I had forgotten what utter b*stards university admin can be.
I know she has no clue what I am going to give up to take up this place. I am exhausted at the mere thought of having to spend a year as a single mother hundreds of miles from my DH.
I feel so upset by it all - probably completely irrationally. I've got to the point where I think the reward is no longer out-weighed by the cost. I can wait another few years until DH finds work somewhere closer to a Uni.
I already feel weighed down by the guilt of splitting up my family for the sake of my career.
If anyone has any perspective going spare then please share it
Off to bang my head against a wall for a bit.