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$$ Dreaming Big $$

Have you got yours yet?  No, I’m not talking about tickets to the Hunger Games.  I’m talking Mega Millions, baby.  Tonight could be the night this country’s largest every lottery jackpot is paid out.  As of yesterday, the jackpot stood at $540 million—or a measly $389 million if you pick the cash option.  Either way, it will be history making and life changing for the winner or winners.

I’m not a regular lottery player.  Occasionally, I’ll pick up some scratch off tickets as gifts for the hard to buy for uncle, cousin, or my husband.  But, I’m only willing to throw away $10 on the lotto when the jackpot reaches a ridiculous level.   After all, the odds of winning are about one in 175 million.  I’m not sure, but I think the odds might be even less if you actually know someone who’s won the lottery, which I do.  A close college friend.  Of course, another close friend from college was struck by lightning which just goes to show we were probability busters. 🙂

The ten dollars I spent on tickets isn’t too much of a waste, though.  It has provided my daughter and me with endless entertainment spending our imaginary cha-ching.  My 14-year-old isn’t too greedy.  She just wants to buy a $13 million horse farm and, maybe, to hire someone to clean her room. She’ll clean her own stall, thank you.

What would I do with all that cash?  Well, I’m pretty keen on my daughter’s plan for the room cleaner.  Except I’d like him or her to clean the whole house.  Every day.  In fact, I’d probably have multiple houses that need cleaning.  And I’d travel.  All over.  My friends would have to come, too, so I’d have someone to hang out with.  I’d also probably buy a really nice car.   And, someone to drive me in the dark.

The best part of having all that money would be giving it away.  I know some children in Haiti who’d get first dibs. A nursing home in Maryland would be next.  The Interstitial Cystitis Association would never have to pander to Congress for research funding.  It would be a full-time job just donating the money to worthy causes.  Hmm…probably have to hire someone for that.

What would you do if you won the lottery?

If You Could Get Away With It…

Several weeks ago I was looking through Digg.  It’s a website Danny Brown recommends for finding ideas when writing blog posts. Digg has some interesting news on its site and you can look to see what’s the most popular and incorporate the idea into your blog. One of the first articles I stumbled upon was written by someone who found an intriguing question on Twitter.  It read, “What would you do if you could get away with it?”  The article went on to say that there were hundreds of tweets, many of which spoke of killing people.  I went into Twitter and read some of them and indeed the author was correct.  People wanted to kill their spouses or their bosses or people who had done them wrong, others wanted to rob a bank.  The answers were all over the map.

I didn’t use it for my blog but it gave me the idea for the book I am now writing.  And it’s a great question to ask friends and family or at parties or work.  It made me think .  What would “I” do if I could get away with it?  No one would find out what I did and there would be no ramifications for my actions.  I’d have carte blanche to do whatever I wanted.

I know money doesn’t buy happiness but I thought if I could somehow find out the numbers selected for the California lottery and purchase the winning ticket, I’d do it.  Of course, that’s absolutely ludicrous, because on the night of the lottery, buying lottery tickets is suspended an hour or so before the numbers are selected.  Just saying…

I mean, with no money worries, my life and my family’s life would be very, very different.  It wouldn’t buy me love.  I already have that.  It wouldn’t buy me fame.  I never wanted it.  It might help me publish one of my books, but if it’s a boring book, all the money in the world isn’t going to make anyone purchase it.

But think of the dollars I could give to charity.  And my kids could go to the best colleges.  And I could buy my husband a huge fishing boat.  And I’d get another horse.  Just saying…

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