School thoughts, with tangents

I've always wanted to get my Master's Degree. Always. However, I don't really need one, per se. See, I'm hoping that my next career, in several years, will be as an incubator. Incubators don't need an MS. (Hey, these days you don't even need common sense!) Plus, with my husband getting his MBA (that smart (HOT!) little thing!), I'm kinda falling into the June Cleaver trap of good for him, he can work.

I really have selfish reasons for wanting an MS. Basically, I just want it! I want to be the smartest, most educated incubator around. I could be just as happy ordering one from ebay. Hmmm, maybe I should look into that.

As I began contemplating further my education, I checked out several online programs. Since I've quite regressed in my being a social butterfly, as in I don't want to be around people I don't know and feel I don't need to make new friends, I thought an online program would be a good choice. Plus I won't have to rearrange my work schedule to much and I can do school work in my pajamas from the comfort of my home office.

I found a few online programs I'd consider, but one really stood out. It was perfect for my interests and goals, well, my backup goals anyway. It integrated all of the things I've done and plan to do. After I was so excited about it I checked the price tag. Are you ready for this? It was a kidney ripping 33k! Yes, thirty three thousand dollars! Even I'm not that spoiled and ridiculous to pay 33k for a degree I may not even use.

Sadly, that was crossed off of the list. Although there are a few online programs left I'm considering, I decided to hit my undergrad campus since the deadline was drawing near.

Things certainly had changed. It was so odd driving down the streets and seeing things so different. There had been demolition on places where I hung out (namely a frat house), and other frat houses had changed. Things had been painted, trees planted, new parking garages being built, and younger students attending. Well, I felt awfully old and them having younger students is all I could figure.

I finally found parking and went to officially change my name in the system, obtain a transcript, and make my meeting. And you know what? I had some hot little thing college boys opening doors for me. I know what you're thinking. "Oh my goodness she is so foxy and fine that these smokin' hot young college kids are opening the door for her!" Well wouldn't that be nice? But now, I was looking something of a mess with wash and wear hair and minimal make up because I was more worried about getting out of my driveway and braving what could have been icy conditions, than my appearance. And it hit me, I'm old! These young men are obviously southern gentlemen and they're opening the door for me because I'm their elder.I. Felt. So. Old! Old. Old. Old.

Anyway, I had my meeting and was told I was a good candidate blah blah blah...and I left.

So here I sit. Pondering. Do I put the effort and money into going to school? Do I decide my goals have changed and I won't get an MS? What if I decide not to be a SAHM and I want a career and will use the degree....then what? Oh the decisions.

Anyone, anyone at all? Thoughts? Opinions? What did you do? What would you do? Also, anyone have 33k or a seed for a money tree? Just checking.