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Wow! I have actually thought about this one a lot before, because we play it from time to time. If I won the lottery…..
Depending on how much I won of course, I would pack up and move to my favorite place, Port Aransas. If my family did not want to come with, and live in my fine mansion with me, I would buy my dad a new house, cause his is falling apart. On second thought, no I wouldn’t, cause then I couldn’t take care of him, so he’d have to come with me. I’d secure him his own place close to me, get him all new doctors and fix him up with a new car. I’d get my brother a new car too, his Bronco is on its last leg, even if he doesn’t think so.
My hubby and I would by a fine mansion and bring all our kids together in it. We would buy a fishing boat, he would get his captain’s license so he could take people out to deep sea fish. He would have a big boobed bartender and I would have a masseuse named Hanz. We’d be ever so happy! When we weren’t out to sea, I’d be busy decorating my fine mansion with beautiful things I’d find in all of Port Aransas wonderful shops. I’d keep writing, and I’d have all the time in the world because I’d have someone to clean my fine house and keep the grounds neat and tidy.
The mansion would be so big, each of the kids and their wives or girlfriends would have their own wings of it, so we wouldn’t bother each other. We’d have family dinners on Sunday, of course, and they would be welcome to join us whenever they wanted. Of course, they would still have jobs to go to, families to raise, I’m just providing the roof over their heads, that’s all.
Of course, I’d support my favorite charities and on days when I wasn’t busy writing, shopping or otherwise busy, I’d volunteer somewhere like the local hospital, rocking babies in the nursery.
My hubby and I would also have the best doctors to keep us in good health and a chef to make us healthy, delicious food. His mom and brother and sister-in-law could come live with us too, if they wanted, but I bet only his brother would come. They always join us for our vacations as does my friend Michelle, so of course, she would be there too. She would have her own house close to ours and then we’d all be one, big happy commune, whiling the days away on the beach or the boat, happy as clams in our new paradise.
That’s what I dream of, what is your idea for paradise if money was no object? I can’t wait to hear your tales, now that I’ve described my pretend life in lala land. Do you want to do something for yourself, for others or both? It’s a hard thing to imagine isn’t it? Having enough money for all your dreams to come true. I have to stop thinking about it now, next thing you know, I’ll be giving all my money away! The guilt will get to me and I’ll change my story so, I’m out…see you when you comment or share your stories! More to come tomorrow on the patio!