Heck, yeah!

I started back in school at 36. I was tired of my career. It was going nowhere monetarily and was unsatisfying.
So I chucked it. I got a close to campus apartment with undergrad roommates. (Generation gap there.) I found an on campus job for Uni.
First day knees were knocking a bit. I had to take a Teaching Math class. I have a serious issue with reversing numbers so there was stress there. A girl behind me started crying when we got first quiz back. She and I had same failing grade. I recovered though. I made an A in that class, which I am quite proud of. I hadn't taken anything involving math for about fifteen years.
I am now in my second semester back. I have had issues with my bipolar. The biggest was I didn't know I had bipolar. But despite that, I am still trucking along at 2/3 time. I will be complete with this semester in less than a month.

I had friends laugh when I said I was going back to school to change careers. But I am actually enjoying myself. In a group of undergrads I feel like a wise woman with all of my life and real world experiences.

So good for you and me and everyone who is out there trying!