When I was 20

I owned a new, red '72 Super Beetle.  

I lived in a small apartment in Arlington, TX and worked full time to put my childhood sweetheart through college.

I could see our future very clearly.  After his graduation, I would quit my job and become a housewife whose only purpose in life would be to take take of him, his house, and our children.


He graduated, went to work, and sent me to college so he wouldn't be ashamed to introduce me to his co-workers.  He could see our future very clearly.  After my graduation, we would be a childless two-career family with a wonderful townhouse and fancy cars.  


His perfect planning had one flaw; college grads do not good doormats make.


Today, I own a red Element, live in a modest house, with a different hubby, two almost grown children, and a wonderful career.