I was at a work event last week, on a dinner cruise on a nice river. A few of us were having a glass of wine on the upper deck, talking about how one of us, a guy we work with, is extremely lucky. So we were jokingly saying we should all go in on a lottery ticket together, and have him buy it, since he's supposed to be so lucky.
Then the lucky guy said something very interesting: "When I think about my life, I've already won the lottery." It was a really good point. Here we were, being wined and dined and entertained by our company, having a nice time with colleagues, most of us with healthy happy families at home (one of my coworkers unfortunately can't say this about her family, as she has suffered a horrible tragedy). But for me, so far, it's true. I just checked my college savings and retirement calculators, and I'm on track to achieve all of my goals, knock wood. Even if all doesn't go well for me professionally, I'm pretty sure I can figure it out, and I've hedged my bets in many ways, so I think I'll be OK. It looks like I should be able to meet my commitments to my kids AND have some great trips and fun with them and with my friends and SO along the way. What more could anyone possibly want?
I promised one of my coworkers that I would make Lucky Dude go buy the lottery tickets on Monday. So I'll do that. But I was just sitting here picturing what would happen if we won some insane amount of money, and it honestly seemed like it would be kind of a drag.