I can dream can’t I?

Do you ever just set and wonder what life would be like if you had money and never had to work again.  Unless you wanted to of course.  But, let’s pretend you never want to work again.  Now, I love my job, totally absolutely love it, even with my creepy and sometimes strange boss.  Let’s put all that aside and think for a moment.  What would it be like?  What would you do?  I’m very much ADD and OCD, self-diagnosed of course and unmediated, lol.  But my first thought after the house and car and long vacation would be how I’d need to hide the money.  I wouldn’t want anyone to know I had that kind of money, but still be able to help all my family and friends.  With me I figure no matter what, I wouldn’t be rich and not have to work for long because I’d end up giving it all away taking care of others and one day I just wouldn’t have enough to pay my own bills.  It would be fun awhile it lasted I suppose but I can’t ever imagine having enough money.  I make what I need to live and don’t need much more.  I’ve been in a situation where I couldn’t pay my bills and had to ask for help and so I’d give to and take care of my friends and family.  That’s what I do now with what little I have,  every chance I get and that leaves me of course with no savings but I feel better knowing they are taken care of even though there will be a time when I go without to make sure they don’t.  No I don’t have much money; I make a living and get by.  When I dream of having money it’s because I want to use the money to take care of everyone I know and love.  I’m not sure if that’s sad or commendable, I’m thinking a little of both.  But to dream, which we all must do or give up and giving up in never an option…I dream to have enough money to bless all my friends and family and still be able to live comfortable myself.  The only way that is going to happen is the lottery for which I rarely buy a ticket lol or marry rich and I’m a sucker for love and the fairy tale ending and so that would never happen.  I’m not a super model just middle aged and short and several lbs. from being in a situation to marry anyone let alone rich.  I did marry once and it was all for love, truly, madly, deeply, he was my very best friend in every way and I loved being a wife being married and I was head over hills in love with my husband, he was my everything and now he lives with his girlfriend, so much for that lol….but I can dream can’t I? 

About awonderfullife42

I'm a woman with a lot to say about everything from life, love, heartache, pain, laughter, work, friendship and just whatever comes to mind. I want this blog to be about me and what I go through being single again and starting life all over. And mostly just the crazy shit I think about for no apparent reason. I hope you take this journey with me and love, laugh, and cry just as I do while trying to figure out a wonderful life at 42.
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