Sometimes I get so excited by just the thought of winning the lottery that I wonder how on earth I would react if it actually happened! This excitement used to stem from imagining what life would be like if I could walk into work and act like nothing had happened…until my boss said something snidey about my weight, and I would then be able to lose it!
It was the thought of this that kept me going on many tough days – and I am sure I am not alone in these thoughts. In fact, my colleague and I used to talk about it, and I told her if I won I would set her and her chap up for life so we could have walked out together. In the end, I got a new job and took her with me…so almost the same thing! I used to dream of big houses, fast cars – I am a bit of a closet petrol-head, watches with diamond bezels, posh stables for my horses, a private chef, a housekeeper, a gardener…the list of ‘wants’ was endless.
Now, thankfully, I have been growing as a person – whilst shrinking as a person ironically – and realise that all of this stuff is just fine, but that there is so much more to life. Don’t get me wrong, I would still have a nice watch but just not one worth hundreds of thousands…imagine losing it whilst mucking out?! I would like a nice house – on the Shetland Isles – with an indoor arena and lots of land for my neddies to roam. I would like a nice barn for them to shelter in too. But this indoor arena would also be used for lots of good – I would love to set up a therapy centre, using horses as the therapists! You may think this sounds crazy, but there is so much evidence out there now about healing with animals – and horses seem to bring out the best in people and can help us in all sorts of ways. I will talk more about this in a future blog post!
I would also love to support a number of charities, but would donate both money and time. Smaller charities are often set up by people closely affected by the cause the charity supports, and at times the charity can lack direction despite heaps of enthusiasm. It would be so good to use my project management skills to good use – I have worked on a number of strategic review boards and successfully managed a number of projects with some hefty budgets. I cannot think of a better way of spending my time – if I was finically secure – than doing this for free, seeing a charity grow, and making donations along the way.
My Mum is a Foster Carer, as some of you already know, and there are people I have come into contact with through this that I would also love to help. Whilst many people feel that individuals on benefits have an easy life, I can safely say that this isn’t the case as I have seen so many ex-placements working damned hard to balance young children – when they are little more than children themselves – with finances that leave them going without food in order to feed their children at times. They often have no family support to speak of, as they wouldn’t have ended up in my Mums care if this were the case, and once they leave her they are again left with no support. So I would like to help here too – providing safe and secure environments for them and their children, helping them to get on their feet and get an education, and ensuring that they have the support they need. It would also mean my Mum could stop helping them out financially and treat herself for a change. But then if I won the lottery, my Mum would have a Rolls Royce lifestyle as she deserves it!
Psychology is a passion – and I have bored you silly about this – so needless to say I would undertake a great deal of study in this area, and would use my money to get access to specialists to discuss my weight issues. This would be to first of all get my own life sorted, but then so that I could start helping others with similar issues too. Perhaps I would have a Weight Loss Bitch encampment somewhere! The psychology would also help with the equine therapy and the charity stuff too.
Oh well – I’d best remember to stick a ticket on for tomorrow night! I can promise you that I wouldn’t be wasting it anytime soon. Although there are many quandaries…do you go public, or not? Who do you trust? Those pesky eejits crawling out of the woodwork would certainly get told where to go, I know that much! I would look after me and my own, a few close friends and probably some people who would never imagine how much their support means…they would be looked after too. But life as a lottery winner isn’t a bed of roses; take a look at some of these stories:
Jack Whittaker won a record $314.9m Powerball jackpot in 2002.
But life since then has been a long list of arrests, lawsuits, broken relationships and even death. In 2007, his then wife, Jewell admitted she wished she had ‘torn up the ticket’.
William “Bud” Post won $16.2 million in the Pennsylvania lottery in 1988.
He later described the experience as a ‘nightmare’ and wishes it had never happened – who can blame him after he was sued by a former girlfriend eager to get her hands on the cash and his brother hired a hitman in the hope of inheriting the winnings. He invested in ill-fated family businesses and within a year was $1m in debt. Today he gets by on social security payments.
Luke Pittard from Wales won a ‘measly’ £1.3m on the National Lottery.
After the novelty had worn off and the obligatory lavish holiday, wedding and new home were done and dusted, he got bored and returned to work at McDonalds.
An as-yet-unnamed Sicilian won £79m on the Italian lottery in 2008.
Before he or she could even collect the winnings consumer groups were demanding that the windfall be seized by the government. The winner has since gone into hiding, fearing the Mafia will come calling.
Janite Lee won $18 million in 1993.
Her generosity in giving money to a variety of political, educational and community causes was commendable – but just eight years later she filed for bankruptcy.
Mark Gardiner from London won £11m in 1995.
Thirteen miserable years later, he hasn’t lost his money, but he has lost all his friends – even the ones he treated to new £100,000 homes – and lost touch with his family.
Michael Carroll won a £9.7m National Lottery jackpot in 2002.
Since then he has appeared in court more than 30 times and been jailed for drug related offences. In 2008, he admitted that ‘just’ £500,000 of his windfall remained.
Willie Hurt won $3.1 million in 1989.
Two years later the money was gone and he was on a murder charge. Hurt spent his fortune on a divorce and crack cocaine.
Charles Riddle won $1 million in 1975.
The original lottery car crash, he quickly got divorced, faced several lawsuits and was eventually indicted for selling cocaine.
Ken Proxmire won $1 million in the Michigan lottery.
He moved to California, and invested in a car business with his brothers. Five years later, he was bankrupt and back working as a machinist.
The chap that makes me laugh, or rather bury my head in my hands, is Michael Carroll – the self-proclaimed ‘King of Chavs’. He even had that moniker emblazoned across his Mercedes…van! I loved the fact that he set up a demolition derby racetrack in his back garden, although I would have not liked to have had him as a neighbour. Unfortunately, in February 2010, he revealed that he was back on Jobseeker’s Allowance, having spent all of his money on crack cocaine, gambling, his family and friends, electronic goods, cars, prostitutes and gold. Bloody hell – what a waste!
Anyway, I must stop dreaming and live in the real world, and face my real problems instead of daydreaming that a lottery win will rescue me! Here are today’s usuals for you…
It was another early morning and yes, I was sleepy and didn’t want to get up again! But, I did, and we were out in the car a bit earlier today as my niece had to be at nursery early…and she was running up the road towards the car as we were getting in to warm it up. Bless her, she’s such a sweetie! My nephew was toddling up the road behind her waving and pointing to his fleecy hat, which I’d asked my sister to put on him so we could go to the park again without him turning blue from the wind there. So it was a nice start to the day and I heard all about the egg decorating competition at nursery too. Apparently everyone gets an egg, but the winner gets a really big one…my niece said that mummy had told her that she will buy her a big one if she doesn’t win. When I said that was cheating, she burst out laughing and we all had fits of giggles on the way to nursery! Even more so when my other half said that this car:
reminded him of me as it had a big bum…so we delivered one very happy, smiley and giggly niece to nursery! It was then off to the horses and I kept the little man entertained and away from hooves whilst the other half mucked out and put hay in the field. We did some ‘driving’ which saw me ousted out of the car – as there isn’t enough room for him on my lap…that’s the next skinny target! – and so I stood in the snow whilst he pretended to drive us to Nanny’s house for tea and biscuits; his request for tea and biscuits, not mine! It was then off to the park and, after a quick play, we stopped near the airplanes so he could watch them for a bit.
I saw an advert yesterday on TV for Aldi’s Super 6 – a big head of broccoli, a very good sized bag of carrots, a decent bag of new potatoes, a bag of parsnips, three leeks, and a bag of onions – for 49p each. Needless to say that a visit to Aldi’s was on the cards and we headed across town to stock up on veggies and Benefit bars! We ended up with two massive carrier bags full of good stuff for less than £18 – bargain. I have already prepped a soup with the veggies – which I stood and made myself…another achievement for me and my old body – unfortunately I’ve just had to go and rescue it as I forgot I’d turned the cooker on. All is well though as I’ve just poison tested the recovered soup and it’s good; supposed to be for lunch tomorrow, but not sure if I can wait now I’ve tried it!
After Aldi’s we quickly popped to Morrison’s and then grabbed some lunch for little man and big man, which was eaten in the car whilst I resisted once again. Once home, a handover to nanny was done and I headed home to catch up on lectures and start reading the new Slimming World magazine…I still haven’t got very far with this yet. And I haven’t even started my book about the evils of sugar either – I reckon I should read this on Easter Sunday and be smug in the knowledge that I am not depriving myself of an Easter egg, but saving my body from the evils of the white stuff!
I am hoping for a nice relaxing night and have lined up some good TV shows, including Secret Eaters, Kids with Tourette’s and some of the usual serial killer stuff I watch! So great viewing given my love of psychology and people watching. I also get longer in bed tomorrow…no early morning babysitting duty, although I have just volunteered to take them both to the horses tomorrow so my sister can have some time to herself for a change!
Breakfast: Banana and a HiFi Light (3 syns).
Lunch: Chicken salad with a wholemeal roll (HEB).
Dinner: Linda Mc sausages, Mattesons turkey rashers, baked beans, tomatoes, mushrooms, spinach and onions.
Snacks: Three packets of French Fries (12 syns) and two Scan Bran pizzas (2 syns and HEA).
Food today was okay – I haven’t really planned my healthy syns though and so had to resort again to just a banana and HiFi Light for breakfast; I must remember to get some milk for porridge. Neither of us drink tea or coffee, nor eat cereal, so we never have milk in the house! Lunch was a real letdown, albeit tasty at the time…the chicken was of the ready cooked variety (but not with oil added before you yell at me…I checked!) and I just peeled off the chicken breast and ate that before investigating the chicken further. As I was eating, I thought the consistency was a little strange, and when I took the rest of the chicken apart to make soup, it was raw inside…I am wondering how I will feel later?! Anyway, dinner was lovely and one of my favourites – a nice cooked brekkie, or ‘brinner’…breakfast/dinner as I’ve recently learnt. Again, my syns today were a bit pants in terms of my healthy plan, but I am on the case with this and will be sorting it very soon.
Exercise: 15 minutes Boxercise, 15 minutes Dancercise, plus playing in the park! At least 30 minutes today.
I was pleased to get my exercise in today, as babysitting a two year old can be tough – as all you mothers know! So he allowed me to do my exercise and was a good boy, and in return I promised him swings, slides, and the choo-choo train…which I then supervised…it was bloody freezing, but fun! I haven’t managed my BodyPump for the past couple of days due to the babysitting although, if I’m being honest, I could have done it if I wanted to. I am being a little cautious due to the chest pain but have a doctors appointment booked – two weeks to see the lady I prefer – so will see what she has to say about it all. I have also managed to do a fair bit around the house today – standing for quite a while (for me!) chopping veggies and preparing food, which I normally do seated; and also getting up more often during the day…not slobbing out under a fleecy blanket! I am a little sore, my knees and back, but happy and know this is something I need to do.
Loads of squishy hugs and happiness to you all – and I hope you have a lovely long weekend!
Weight Loss Bitch xxx
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