Can't buy me love
I've been thinking a lot about sudden windfalls of cash. Since I am considered a lucky person, Punky wants me to buy lottery tickets whenever the amount is high enough. I refuse.
This morning, a cash donation was announced to the congregation. Instead of thinking of the amazing programming we could accomplish with this money, I assumed it would go for mortgages, and continued day-dreaming about someone leaving me a tidy sum of money (or winning $300 million without buying a ticket).
I would start with the obvious of paying my debt, my student loans, Punky's education. Buy a new house, rent a villa in Arizona for the rents, take my sister to Europe, get Jaxon into Madison. Be an artist for the rest of my life.
These are nice, comforting thoughts, but I am not a fan of the "free" handout. If I don't work hard on something, it is probably too flimsy to stand the test of time. On the other hand, I probably should be writing to our well-off relatives...
By the way, my creative baby, the directory, is finally out there in the universe, being loved by most. It is littered with mistakes, which I accepted would happen before I started it.
Besides, it's better than good, it's done!
posted by One in a million Saras @ 6:15 PM
3 Comments:
Woo Hoo!!!!
Let's start is Scotland, then move on to England, Italy, Spain, Switzerland, and finish up in our Homeland (Norway and Sweden).
What mistakes?
As long as we somehow make it to Greece, your plan sounds good.
Mistakes? I should have probably said something about the roster being a fluid, perpetually incorrect entity and that mistakes would be reflected in the newsletter somehow. I don't know how I could have proofed it better without adding several months...
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