We’ve all done it. Imagined how we would spend those millions of Power Ball bucks.
Felt absolutely certain that the next contact from the Publishers’ Clearing House will be when the Prize Patrol rings your door bell. Balloons and that huge check! Smile for the publicity shots.
I just spent about forty-five minutes entering the AARP Picture Retirement Sweepstakes and earned over 10,000 points by taking quizzes. The amazing things about the quizzes is they are actually informative. You can check your responses immediately. It matters not if you answer correctly.
If the answer selected is incorrect, the correct response is visible on the screen (when you check answer). So it’s a fun way to learn “stuff.” Earn points which can be used as discounts on items and services offered on the AARP site. AND a chance to win the grand prize of $50,000. Every day (until the deadline), you can enter to win and take more quizzes. Or use special tools (haven’t checked out the tools yet) and accumulate more points.
The Florida Lottery gets under ten dollars from me each week. I buy tickets on Sunday after checking to see if I won the previous draws. If I have a winning ticket, I apply the $4 toward the new chances. Superstition keeps me buying the same numbers. I just know if I miss a week, my numbers will be drawn. In the event that I do miss a week, I opt not to even look at the winning numbers.
So far the most I have won in the Florida Lottery is the funds my kids received through the Bright Futures program. It almost covered their books while they attended college. It was a worthwhile program; awards were based on GPA. I think it has changed since my kids days’. The monetary awards have been reduced but I don’t need to know the details anymore.
If I recall, it was my dad’s 80th birthday when he won the Illinois Little Lotto. The prize was around $80,000! He was very systematic about playing. I have no idea what his investment tallied over time. But he “had it all figured out” which always made me wonder why he didn’t win big every week. Mom, on the other hand played the same set of numbers each week. Apply a letter A-Z to numbers 1-26 and spell out St Jude; patron saint of something like lost causes.
But she never told Dad what the numbers represented. Drove him up the wall. No system to her play. St. Jude is also the same saint that Danny Thomas paid tribute to when he finally got steady work in vaudeville (I think). St. Jude Children’s Hospital is the result. The philosophy at St Jude’s is one of generosity, caring, sharing and healing.
For some reason, I have an easier time imagining myself holding that huge PCH check; and collecting the additional weekly sum, than a big winning lottery ticket. However, I have finally stopped purchasing stuff every time I enter PCH. It makes no difference in the odds of winning. I really don’t need any thing else from their selections. I do continue to weed through the pages of products because sometimes there is a sticker hiding on one of them that needs to be applied somewhere. I have a system.
Which ever way my wind fall arrives, my plan would be the same. Share it. My family has many members. My sisters for sure and my kids too. Some favorite charities; Feed America, Wounded Warriors, St. Jude’s, maybe my elementary school scholarship fund, University of Miami Sylvester Cancer Center and probably a hospice program. I also imagine setting up a family foundation to provide educational opportunities for the upcoming generation of descendents.
If I hit it big within the next six months before retirement date, I would purchase a newly built custom modular home. A car for my son. Invest as a silent partner in the culinary venue my daughter and son-in-law will open in Montreal. Set up a college fund for my grandchild(ren). Pay off my car. Underwrite a destination (other than Bourbonnais Sportsmen Club) family reunion. Maybe a cruise for everyone.
Imagine! Allow yourself to get carried away in the dream of winning. Jackie, Cindy and I all have re-runs of the same dream. We are walking along the street and spot a coin on the ground. We pick it up and notice another one inches away. Pick that one up and spot another. Another and another. We stuff coins into our pockets and where ever else we can. So many coins it is hard to contain them. Oddly, no one else around us sees or cares about the coins. We usually check with each other when we have the dream.
A week or so ago, I was dragging the trash can from the back of the house to the front curb. If there is litter along the way, I pick it up and place it in the trash can. I picked up a neatly folded, faded receipt from Golden Corral (don’t know where there is one). I noticed tucked inside the receipt a few bills. Unfolded the package to find three one dollar bills and a twenty! Much easier to tuck in my pocket than all those loose coins!
I hope that $23 doesn’t ruin my changes of winning something BIG!