Me to the hubby the other night: “Your mission this week is to win the lottery. Should your mission fail, I will self destruct.”
The thing is, I don’t need 227 million dollars like that one couple who recently won (and who couldn’t even crack a smile about it; what’s up with that?). No one needs that much money. I’d give a lot of it away to charity. A few million would be enough for us to quit our jobs and live comfortably off the interest. We’d travel, take the kids to cool destinations, and just enjoy life without all the worries that come from not having enough money to do what your heart desires. We’d also get a bigger house so I could have the game room I’ve always wanted (and maybe even an indoor pool).
But the best part? The house would have a detached guest house so I could foster animals for adoption without worrying about the boy’s allergies and asthma. I’d also photograph them for free for the adoption websites so I could help them find permanent homes.
That’s my simple dream.
Now make it happen, Joe.
No pressure or anything.
I wouldn’t want to win so much money that it was publicized. I would of course donate to charity and share with friends and family, but I don’t want the whole world knocking at my door.
Winning enough to quit our jobs and spend time traveling and volunteering would be great.
I am with you on the animals thing, except I would probably just rescue them rather than foster. I have a bad track record with failed fostering attempts; three of them are laying next to me right now. :)