Don't know if it was restraint or stupidity, but I made it through the week without catching lotto fever. I have to admit to the passing thought or two or three that I might actually be the "one" mentioned in those outrageous odds. But my other horrifying thoughts were about the throngs of supposed long-lost cousins, who I've never met, coming out of the family woodwork pleading for donations.
Would I quit my job if I won? Remember how the Road Runner could disappear in a blur? That would be me sans the "beep-beep". Save the lectures on how a person needs work to give them a reason to get up in the morning. Having the day to myself to do whatever I choose is plenty of reason to rise and shine. Ahhh, a lifetime of Sundays -- always my favorite day of the week -- without the mandatory church services.
Would I shop at Nieman's and say ta-ta to Marshall's? Unlikely. I may be suddenly rich but that hasn't altered my IQ. A bargain's a bargain.
I'd be happy to share my one big splurge with you, if you'd like. After all, a lifetime supply of Oreos is really too much to eat by myself.
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