The prompt for the #wickedwednesday meme this week is “what would you do with a #milliondollars 🤑”
I have no idea! 😂😁😈
Well, that was my Instagram post... but let's get real: we all know what we'd do with a million dollars. We'd throw a kick ass party. give some to our close friends and family to help them out, buy ourselves some toys (new shoes! a kick ass car! a boat!), and if we're sensible we'll pay down some debt. And if we're smart we'll pay down all our debt.
Putting aside a little for a kick ass vacation of course, because we deserve it!!
I know that's what most of you will probably say you'll do because that's what most people who win the lottery do with their money. First they say "I'm not gonna let it change me!" and then they blow it. Some in a year if they're really stupid, others in 5 - 10years. And then they're back where they started.
I know this is meant to be a 'fun' question, and we should give 'fun' answers, so I apologize for giving the 'no fun' answer: what you should do with a million dollars is pay down your debts and invest the rest, so you have an additional income.
I know because I already have a million dollars.
More in fact. But I earned it, over 30 years, so it wasn't just handed to me in a jumbo check like on Powerball or something. I was born in social housing, to parents who were on social assistance, now I'm lucky enough not to have to worry about anything. I have a roof over my head, there's always food on the table, and we take a family vacation once or twice a year. That's more than most of you I know, but don't hate me. People with money are the same as people without money. They can be as nice or mean or as happy or unhappy as everyone else.
Why? Because Money can't buy you love. The Beatles said it and so did May More. And now I'm telling you too. You've read my other blog posts, you know I'm unhappy. I'm unhappy because I'm not as sexually intimate as I want to be with my wife. And yet I have money. I could afford to see a prostitute if I wanted to and pay for the sex I'm not getting at home. No-one would know and the problem would be solved, right?
Except it doesn't work like that. I want to be with my wife, but she doesn't want me (sexually) and that makes me sad. And money can't fix that (besides, she has more money than me). The good news is that I've turned a corner, almost. As they say in AA: "give me the strength to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference". I can't make my wife want me so it's better I accept that and move on.
Better than the alternative at least. My wife thinks I'm overweight (I am) and should have lap band surgery to make me slimmer. I don't want to do that because [a] it's dangerous (I’m not obese, so this would be elective cosmetic surgery - my wife wants me to do it in Cuba or Asia so we/she can have a vacation at the same time) [b] it doesn't always work (many people just regain the weight eventually) [c] I don't want to go through all that and find out she still doesn't want me after all. (Much like women who get boob jobs, only to find their man still aint fucking them any more than they used to)
I guess with all my money I could get a personal trainer, but I've been there and done that. I did pilates too, for about 8 months. Made no difference at all. I am what I am.