It’s coming – I can just feel it. A two-dollar win on today’s lottery ticket. OK, not the huge windfall that would sweep us into a plush, luxury lifestyle. I’m a faithful buyer of lottery tickets because I’m sure that the big jackpot is just around the corner. The fact that the power number was 5, while I had 3, 4, and 6 doesn’t deter me in the least. I go to sleep nights planning the ski lodge in the Alps (neither of us ski, but that’s beside the point) or the ocean cottage (the view is really all we’re after). A manor house in Shropshire (because I love that name) or a warm retreat in a sunny location for the winter months. Perhaps a villa on the Mediterranean – I hear Monte Carlo is quite nice. Someday, I’d like to walk into a Bentley dealership and say, “I’ll take that one – the burgundy one with the brandy-colored interior. Write it up and I’ll give you a cheque.” Continue reading “The Big Win”
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