55 Million.

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The current lottery jackpot is 55 million dollars. This morning, over coffee, we discussed what we’d do if we won (alternating between practical “put most of it into a trust” and daydreaming a bit).

Coffee declared that we’d collect the money and immediately leave town for at least 2 weeks. This, apparently, will prevent people from asking us for money immediately.  I’m not sure about that, but I’ll take a 2 week vacation anyway. Where? I’m not sure yet.

After that, I’m buying a 2nd Mustang (a brand new one – the hundred thousand+ dollar version) for my ‘summer ride’ and doing a few upgrades to Louise as my daily driver.

We’re buying a ‘vacation home’ in Hamilton and oh, for the hell of it, a cottage up north somewhere vaguely remote.  And, of course, paying off our existing mortgage and car loans and whatnots.

I will buy some Fluevogs and get a lot of tattoos.

Coffee (with me in tow) will travel to a lot of running-related things – races in other cities and countries.  I am insisting on Japan and Iceland.

I will take some private lessons in all sorts of things that I want to learn. Private so that I can ask a lot of questions – starting with sewing lessons, I think.

There will be some sort of investment made – and, essentially, an ‘allowance’ given to us – so we’ll be financially secure for the rest of our lives. Coffee will quit his job. I will shift my job to being mostly a volunteer thing where I do only the things I want to do and none of the stuff I don’t.

I’d also like to create something that would benefit my clients in a really good way – maybe create some housing? – but I’m not positive what that would look like other than I suppose it would be about creating a charitable org.  This will take some thinking.

Anyway – I can’t wait.  It’s going to be great.

Distance.

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I’ve been off of Facebook for the week – as I usually try to do when I take some vacation/time off from work – and I can’t say that I’ve missed any part of it other than the distraction it provides when I’m bored or in-between things.  This isn’t part of some big picture disconnect from social media; I’ll be right back on FB soon enough.

The break made me realized how much of my work had seeped into my social media, though I should have known –  I always get messages from people who want to set up presentations or ask me about media things or invite me to things or just ask my opinion.  And I love talking about my job, so getting the occasional message with that kind of content doesn’t bother me, generally.

But.. in my ‘spare time’, using social media, I’m also keeping the agency facebook pages going, trying to remember to use twitter sometimes, reading articles that are work-related (to subsequently post to the work pages), and trying to stay on top of the relevant issues.   So, it’s a post to my personal page about what I ate for dinner and then 5 posts for work.  My FB feed is full of posts from other agencies, groups, media, advocacy..  not to mention all of the friends I have who work with me, in some way, or in parallel ways (who are also posting related content!) I’m guilty of this too – there are plenty of times where I’ve messaged a coworker who I know rarely checks email/texts because I need info (or am curious about something) at 8pm.

So, taking a week off from FB was a pretty solid way to take a WEEK OFF from work. It seems a bit dramatic – but I tend to be all-in or all-out with a lot of difficulty finding space between. In everything. Not just work.  I’d like to be the sort of person who can compartmentalize (?) better but I literally don’t have the mental space to do it. If I’m not all-in on something, it pretty much doesn’t exist in my brain.

The week ahead is busy – I haven’t looked at my calendar (saving that for Sunday night! what a treat!) but I seem to remember a full day + evening on Monday, a full day + evening on Tuesday, something happening on Wednesday, a full day + van night on Thursday, and something happening on Friday.  (Here’s hoping I’m forgetting some big chunk of time where I can relax and catch up on things in a leisurely way – ha!)

First, though, 2 days left of .. whatever I feel like doing.

Fuck Pumpkin Spice.

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I am not super excited about the end of summer – I love the long days with sunshine – but since everyone else is delightedly shrieking about pumpkin spice, here’s a brief list of things that I am looking forward to with the eventual arrival of autumn (not yet, but eventually):

  • Hoodie weather – also known as “the end of me sweating constantly when outdoors”. 
  • Baking! I’ll be able to use the oven again!
  • Open windows, everywhere. Work! Home! Car!
  • Sleeping with the windows open! Fresh air is so good.
  • Flannel weather – where my husband wears his flannel shirts and I get to snug up to him.
  • Wearing running shoes and not having my feet sweat.
  • Did I mention that I’m really looking forward to the end of the constant sweating?
  • Hot tub season!
  • Candles.
  • Keeping chapstick in my car again without fearing it turning into a greasy puddle.
  • Not being dehydrated after being outdoors for 5 minutes (read: sweating).
  • Rockton World’s Fair time! Cows!!
  • At some point, my beloved husband will make his homemade, from scratch, bread stuffing.

Secret Handshake Is Next.

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(If you’re tired of hearing about my car, just stop reading now.)

Two different Mustang drivers flashed me peace signs today while I was driving and, both times, I promptly burst into happy tears. Yes, okay, this may be a bit PMS-related, but it does confirm that the joy of driving Louise has absolutely not dissipated in the slightest. It’s like I’m in a gang!

I drove her to Hamilton this week and man, she is a huge fan of the highway. Not just the fact that we can drive really, really fast (ahem) but the wide open space with very little start-stop was good for both of us. Windows down, music up.

And downtown Hamilton, with all its ridiculous one-way streets, is always good for my soul. Familiar places with a lot of history attached..  plus Louise.  It was perfect. I stopped in for lunch at a place that my friend Hills has been recommending (to everyone, constantly) and wasn’t disappointed. I grabbed some Roma Pizza. I went to the beach and took a little walk down by the (very humid) waterfront. And I did my first semi-parallel park which was.. not smooth.. but not terrible, either.

Ah, Louise. Just lovely. I feel very lucky. Good times.

It’s September 3rd.

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The middle child still lives at home – taking me up on an offer of one month at $100. Various things still included. I suspect he begrudges this, but recognizes the futility in complaining.

He did say that he no longer considers living in his truck to be an option. I suspect this is because his boss did not, in fact, think it was a great idea to have that happening on the business’ property, rather than him coming to the conclusion that living in a truck is a terrible plan.

He told us that mid-September he’s planning to rent a house with some friends. They have not yet found a house. They figure that the cost of renting a house is around $1,500 – but he had not given any thought to things like heat and hydro and water and internet.

That discussion ended with me sending him an itemized budget of “household costs” – mortgage (rent), heat, hydro, water, insurance, internet. And then there’s food. Divide the total by 4 or 5, the dollar figure is still pretty high. Definitely higher than $300/person.

(Also, that email ended with me sitting silently, staring at my computer screen, muttering to myself about how fucking expensive life is.  Hoooooooooly crap.)

At any rate, that’s where we sit as of today. Who knows what’ll happen in the next few weeks?