Millions… I wanted to write a poem about a dream I’ve had a million times, but the words just would not flow. So lets talk about a different kind of dream. If I won a million dollars in the lottery…
The logical first step would be to talk to a lawyer. My mom instilled in me the importance of saving money, so the smart thing to do would be to put half in savings. Ideally some kind of an account I cannot touch that would earn a guaranteed amount of interest that would be a yearly “income”.
The other half a million… what would be the fun things I would buy? I would start with home… maybe look into a townhouse. I would like at least a 3 bedroom place so I can have friends and family over. I like the car I am driving, it is not too old so no need for a car, but maybe I would look into an RV to travel in.
The money will not be for diamonds and furs. I would rather have opals and jeans and t-shirts. Honestly I don’t wear a lot of jewelry and anything of any value I would be afraid of losing or breaking it. And I would not want a full lifestyle change where I had to invest in gowns and formal wear. I want to be able to go to the supermarket still and check the local Wal-Mart or Target for a bargain.
I know it is cliché to say that I don’t want it to change me, but I know it would in some ways. I would love to expand my ability (which is now at zero) to help some charities I really believe in. And it would be nice to not have to budget out whether or not I can afford a cup of coffee.
It is always fun to think about what more money could do to my life. Now if someone would just let me win to prove how it would not change me… LOL