As the big lottery drawing approaches, depending on when you read this story, I'm either waiting with slim hope of winning or I’ve actually won the 1.3 billion lottery. Most likely, NOT and some other lucky sap did!
It's funny how people go bat shit crazy when the lottery jackpot reaches an enormous amount. This jackpot is actually a record breaking amount and has everyone lining up for a chance to win.
I rarely gamble or buy pull tabs, scratch offs and lottery tickets. The song "If I didn't have bad luck, I'd have no luck at all," is my gambling theme song. I can count on one hand, the number of times I've won when gambling. I learned a long time ago it's not worth doling out my budgeted amount of cash when I know I won't be rewarded.
However, I have to say, the buzz over this big billion dollar lottery is enticing me to, at least, buy one ticket. Secretly, I’m thinking I just might be that person.
You know the one; the one that rarely or never buys lottery tickets and then goes to buy a gallon of milk and says "oh what the hell just throw in a lottery ticket too." Then luck strikes and that's the ONE that wins!!
Many of us dream about what we'd do if we won the BIG jackpot. Buy a new house, travel the world, pay off bills, take care of our loved ones and make charitable donations (I would anyway).
As I sit here this Sunday morning drinking coffee in my 25 year-old sweatshirt and wearing no bra, I have to wonder how would that much money change me; change my easy-going Sunday mornings going forward?
This old sweatshirt has brought me more comfort and simple pleasure than any lottery ticket has.
Why do I still hold on to this old sweatshirt you ask? It's the one I grab in the morning and slip on for casual and cozy loungewear.
Believe me, I've gotten new sweatshirts and tried to make a change, but for some reason I always go back to this old sweatshirt. It's not too big, not too small and I’ve grown accustom to how it drapes loosely in a non-bulky way. I bought it on my first trip to Chicago years ago and it's not like it has special meaning or anything, it just meets my purpose perfectly.
It's held the test of time and there's no reason to get rid of it.
I wonder, though, if I should win the lottery would I suddenly get a different perspective on this old thing.
When I'm packing up to move into my new 5,000 square foot mansion, I'd certainly bring my heartfelt mementos, pictures, and wine cork collection. Hey – I put in a lot of dedication into that collection!
Additionally, once I cashed in my billion dollar prize, I'd get a whole new wardrobe.
Think about it...if you had a billion to buy all new stuff, wouldn’t you? Or, is there a special attachment you have to some piece of clothing or shoes that you wouldn't be willing to leave behind? Possibly, it’d be a favorite dress, cushy pair of shoes, LUCKY undies or how about a COMFY sweatshirt?
My old Chicago sweatshirt has seen pizza and beer nights, Sunday football games, hotel getaways and hospital stays, baby food and formula feedings, lazy TV watching days, cuddling with the kids and sick times in bed, cooking and cleaning duties, pancake and coffee mornings and just plain bra-less lounging around.
Don't worry, yes, it has been washed after all these occasions.
Now, that I have my gallon of milk and lottery ticket, it's very possible when you read this that I'm a billion dollars richer.
The answer is, I’d cash my Billion Dollar check, put on my comfy old Chicago sweatshirt, equally comfy sweatpants, ditch the bra and book a ticket to paradise!
Without a doubt, A billion dollars just can't buy nostalgic coziness of an Old Comfy Sweatshirt.
How about that bra? Well, who wants to wear a bra when you have a BILLION DOLLARS! You're free to hang loose, go commando or do whatever your billion sized heart desires!
Here's to lucky numbers, comfy sweatshirts and tickets to paradise.
Put your smile on and unwrap