Just As I Thought

300 million sour grapes

Remember a month back when I wrote about the dream of winning the lottery? The one that I never play?
I was so mad that some guy in West Virginia won the $300 million PowerBall lottery yesterday; especially because I didn’t play it – I would have had to go into downtown to buy a ticket. I’m also slightly annoyed by the guy who won it – he was already a millionaire!! Now, he worked hard for everything that he has, which is admirable, and I don’t begrudge him a thing. But c’mon, it was Christmas. Where was the poetic justice? A millionaire wins a lot more. Whoopie. This is even worse than the woman who got $100 at Target (see December 24, below).
I am not a millionaire. I am not even a thousandaire. I am, however, in debt to the tune of $150,000 (oh, my god, that is the first time I added it all up – I’m officially terrified now… although the bulk of that is my house.), and I think I deserve the $300 million dollar jackpot. Or $100 from a stranger at Target. I do. I really, really do.

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