It’s still January

Which really seems…like someone is bending time and space.

I used to take my lottery planning very seriously. There were spreadsheets.

The plan at one point was that I would build a huge house, maybe 15 or 20 bedrooms and I would make space for all my friends to come live with me. It would be like an all-suite hotel. I would provide a small fleet of cars that could be checked out like library books, and there would be a gym and a spa and a separate barn space for games and entertaining.

That gave way to a small community of tiny houses, surrounding a common eating and entertaining space.

But the older I get, the simpler my plans have become. If I won the lottery today, I think that not much would change. I’d likely buy a couple acres down the road and build a bigger house, but that would likely be the extent of the physical changes. I would definitely increase the services that I use, though. Since I am disabled and can’t drive, I would have someone come to the house to do my nails, and cut my hair and give me regular massages. I’d probably hire a live-in housekeeper/shopper/cook. And then I would truly be able to live unencumbered by worrying about money, or worrying how I was going to get somewhere, or worrying how I was going to be able to get certain things done. I needed a damn haircut for probably eight months before I finally was able to make a plan for that, and it only happened really because I was getting married and didn’t want to look like a wraith in the wedding pictures.

So, I guess the tl;dr is bigger house, and more staff.

Love y’all.