part one of ripping off cubiclegirl:

What If...

Stealing from Cubiclegirl today. Especially important since I was toying with What If all weekend. I went back to my alma mater for a few days. Very interesting.

So here it is.

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What if...I'd never asked to go to boarding school when I didn't get into any decent schools in high school.

I would have gone to Regis College in Wellesley Massachusetts. It's an all women's Catholic school of about 1000 students. I would have spent the weekends trolling BC for a husband. I would have meet said Irish Catholic husband at some party. He and I would be party animals, getting drunk and going to hockey games together. I would never have played hockey so I would just be a hanger on girlfriend, going to his pick up games on the weekends and drinking bud in the stands. We'd be a good match as friends and wouldn't know any better about really being intimate.

We (or just he) would have graduated and I would have gotten some temporary job until we had kids. Which would have likely been shortly after marriage. I would have converted to Catholicism before the wedding and would be planning on raising good catholic kids. We would have started out in an apartment in Braintree or Quincy - someplace far enough away to be cheap but close to transportation for my husband to get into Boston to work. By now, we would have 3 kids and would have moved to Dedham or Billerica to a split level with a nice yard. I would drive an old Mini Van and would wish I could get one of those new ones with the TVs in them so I could shut those kids up when we went to the Cape.

My husband would still drink like he did in college, every weekend, and I would say things like "I really have four kids" and would think that was funny. How clever of me to compare my partner in life to a child who I have to care for. But I would. I would silently clean up after him like I did my kids and would talk with the other SAHMs about how lazy our husbands are. I would barely see him anyway since he would work far away and I would be understanding that he needs to go to the bar every night. He would probably cheat on me and I on him.

We would love our kids and would enjoy them and to a large extent, our marriage, not knowing that other options exist. Neither of us would be very happy with each other but would carry on.

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