Saturday, March 31, 2012
We don’t typically play the lottery until the jackpot gets so big and the hype is more than we can bear. So, we threw common sense to the wind for a chance to dream. Bill bought his tickets and I bought mine. Different store locations. Different methods of picking the winning numbers. We played numbers that are special to us. Birthdays, anniversarys and lucky numbers. If we're gonna play, then we're gonna be serious about it. Geesh!
During our Thursday evening walk with our dog, we joked over what we would do with the windfall. Sure, we'd like to pay off the house, help our kids, travel, and maybe splurge on hiring a chef and a personal trainer...but really, what would we do with that much money? It sure made the hourly walk with Gracie go much faster; and I think for those three miles, there was a bounce in our step.
We had a bit of fun. It is fun to dream.
Today, we realize that we are just two of the millions who didn't win a dime. The dreaming is over. Time to get back to reality.
I'm feeling rather stupid. I take little consolation in knowing that plenty of people don't win the lottery the first few thousand times they play, but for those lucky three winners...a small "woo hoo."