Thank you guys SO MUCH for your book suggestions! Now I'm gonna have to spend alllllll day reading.
And you know I'd hate that, spending my days reading and writing.
A few days ago, Blond John and I had an hour-long discussion about what we'd do with a zillion dollars. In case y'all don't know, the Powerball is up to almost $500M, and I'm pretty convinced it's coming home with me.
Naturally, we made a list.
not so short list:
Find one fantastic financial advisor. And an attorney smarter than me to handle my needing to buy panda bears and whatnot.
♥ Pay off all my parents', my sister's, my John's, and my own debt.
♥ Get everyone a functioning vehicle. Maybe with leather, too. We might get crazy here. As for me, I'm getting my black Range Rover.
♥ Buy a house in Arkansas, one in Florida, and one in Colorado. Nothing insane, but comfortable.
♥ Set up a scholarship for a need-based, not-entirely-ridiculously-smart law student like myself. Someone who balances academics with social life. Meh, okay, we'll just say it: someone who doesn't entirely value the top grade possible.
♥ Set up a need-based scholarship for a gymnastics academy to go to a talented young gal whose parents might not have the means to support the $1000+/month tuition and fees.
♥ Give eleventy billion to the CFF, the ASPCA and St. Jude.
♥ Buy a few acres and a house, and adopt every dog I can and let them run free and happy out there. Then give sorority girls some philanthropy points for helping me taking care of them.
♥ Tithe my 10% to a variety of different churches, since I don't have just one to call my very own.
♥ Buy my old place of employment and give it to my cousin to run. She'd be amazing at it.
♥ Get a library like in Beauty and the Beast.
♥ Take everyone on a cruise around the world.
♥ Get a monkey and name him Herman. Why not?
♥ Never work ever again. I know everyone says the money won't change them and they'll go to work everyday .... yeah, no. All lies. I'll be a professional philanthropist, and I'll be so good at it.
Everyone would be hitting me up for money, and I'd be a sucker for it. I'm the girl that buys everything because it benefits something. I end up with handmade candles for boys' homes and crappy peanut brittle for the Methodist Church.
And I don't even like peanut brittle. Nor am I Methodist.
I couldn't say no to anyone, not even the cat jugglers.
If you had unlimited resources, what would you do?