If I Won The Lottery

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Time for a little speculation.  As is very much apparent, I did not win the really big Mega Millions jackpot.  this should have been obvious because I do not live in either Maryland, Illinois, or Kansas, nor did that Saturday night blog consist of the following entry:

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Naturally, with everyone speculating what they would have done with 656 million dollars, it seemed only fitting to figure out what I would if I had won the whole kit and caboodle.

The one thing you hear a lot of people say is that they would quit their jobs if they won the lottery.  And, to be honest, there is a lot of temptation to do so if you won a jackpot as large as the Mega Millions jackpot was.  But, I would not want to quit my job.  Mostly because I have this one lottery fantasy that involves my job.  After winning the lottery, I would continue to work until that one time until someone ticks me off to know end.  At that point, I would calm down, say, “I don’t have to take this, I’m rich,” and walk out.  Granted, it would be like burning the bridge with a flame thrower, but heck, what would I care, I’d be rich.

It would be at this point that I would need to find new hobbies to occupy my time.  Or rather, new ways of spending money on the hobbies I have now to occupy my time.  As a comic collector, the most obvious would be to attend the one event that is the fluorescent lamp to a comic collector’s bug: the San Diego Comic Con.  Naturally, the biggest obstacle to my theoretical rich self is my inability to fly.  Let’s face it, no amount of money would be able to get me on a plane.  Heck, swimsuit model Marisa Miller could not get me on a plane.  But, this is theoretical rich me.  Flying is not an issue since I would have the money to be able to take the time to take the train to San Diego, with possible diversions to The Grand Canyon, Las Vegas, and possibly even Los Angeles.

The biggest problem that most lottery winners run into is an over extension of their new finances.  I would try to stop myself from falling  into that trap.  But, there are a few things that I would buy for myself that I would not normally buy myself.  Real estate is a must, as I would most likely buy myself a house.  Nothing extravagant, just a simple home for myself… and maybe another one from my parents.  I would not buy a new car, since I do like the car I have now.  But, I would not worry if someday I would have to replace that car since I would have the money to replace it.  I wouldn’t go crazy and buy a Ferrari, though.  Those cars are just too small.

The only major splurge item that theoretical rich me would go for is publishing, or rather self publishing.  I would actually look to have one of my NaNoWriMo books published.  Nothing gigantic, just a small run.  Again, I don’t want to overexert my theoretical finances.

Mostly, I would not not flaunt my earnings.  I would most likely be one of these lottery winners who does not come forward publicly, with only a small cadre (this is theoretical rich me, I would have the wealth to get away with the word cadre) of people knowing of my wealth.  This is mostly to alleviate the paranoia that anyone who wants to be friends with me want to really be friends with me and not my bank account.

Much of my lifestyle would reflect a simple, non-rich being.  Because, let’s face it, even if I did win $654 million, there is not really a whole heck of a lot that I need to make my life that much better.

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