I have long fingernails and a rat-tail comb on hand for therapeutic scratching. Late at night when Chelsea Lately is talkinbout some boolshit and I’m comfy deep in covers my fingers go searching for itches that need scratch therapy. Whether it’s the the 5-oclock shadow on my twa lala, or a tickle on my scalp but I’m armed to tame the shit out a itch. Sometimes when I’m working/researching/studying/focusing I’ll get that red rat-tail comb and conjure up itches in the kitchen of my thick heavy hair to scratch.
A week ago a friend told me about the line waiting for lottery tickets. I was surprised. He has two high paying jobs and several profitable side businesses. I’d guess his income was around $12-20k a month from the things he’s shared with me. His house is immaculate and fully furnished with the latest technology, hand-crafted furniture and designer embellishments. Yes he’s single. No he doesn’t have kids. And he’s black. I was really surprised to find out he played lottery. I don’t know much about the lottery. What I know, I learned from the security guard at the library where my office was. He was a stripper turned security officer who was smaller than me but made me feel obliged about having him see me to my car. He taught me how to read my first lotto ticket and I remember it read I won $20. I never got hooked on playing but this week something changed.
My friend (term used loosely, I’ll say why later) told me what the jackpot was and said he always played. I was impressed (he seems to have it all already) so the concept of playing intrigued me more. I took his encouragement to play as a sign and went out that night to buy a ticket. I won $3. I used that money to buy $1 scratch off and a $2 scratch off. I won $5 or $10. I kept buying them! I would cash in, scratch them off in my car in the parking lot and go back and cash in, reinvesting what ever it was I had won. Off several cards, collectively, I won $37. Then $28. On a new lotto game I won free “Quick Pick” tickets.
Today, I asked a colleague if I could borrow a penny. He offered a nickel and looked long at me hoping I’d offer an explanation. He’s Jewish, too. I held my breath hoping he wouldn’t chastise me for buying lotto tickets. I always thought there was a stigma to playing “duh loTTo”. He tossed a nickel up in the air and I caught it. I’m not good at catching– but I caught it.
I won 3 free “quick pick tickets” and $5. When I gave the nickel back he asked if I won. Wining made saying yes less embarrassing. Then I found out we have “scratch offs” in common.
I’m going to write down what I’ll do when I win 6-figures or more so you can hold me accountable! Under 6-figures, the answer is easy. I’d keep on being who I am but would just have cushioning to love, bless, work and live with.
When I hit the lottery I am…
Sponsoring MILF’s. That is a mom Making Independence Look Fun out of PURE optimism because we know Milfin Ain’t Easy! I would add an “Adopt a Milf” tab to my blog and feature the beautifully dedicated women who put their kids first without resentment. I’d secretly donate to it to help women like me when we need money for the big field trip, cash help to get us to payday for that oil chan
ge miles over due, and that gift card when wanting to make your baby’s birthday ::spesho:: needs some sponsorship.
Next. Paying off my parents automobiles and get their basement finished. I would do it just to free up money for them and put a little earning potential back in their life.
Next. Build and pay off my custom log cabin home/bed &breakfast home and host retreats for couples.
Next. Find, join, and invest in promoting every single MLM business that provides a credible and valuable daily living service and business start up cost. I’d sign up with women like me who are hungry but just don’t have the reach, support or the resources to set their businesses on prosperous viral fire.
Next. I want to say that I’d travel to help communities third world countries but I’m scared to do that as I am.
I would spend my time writing. Helping people and writing about helping people. And, helping people some more.
This week I helped someone in a significant way. Have you? Give painfully from time to time. It will make you feel really good.
That’s my message for today. For dinner, I made lightly breaded chicken tenders with honey pepper mustard and baked potatoes. Presentation is everything. I served them in a bowl pre-loaded with bbq sauce and pre-drizzled in sweet tangy spiceyness.
Lotto drawing is tonight. Here’s my tickets 
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