December 22, 2021
I’m probably one of the many who have spent time daydreaming about what it would be like to win the lottery.
I probably get so involved with an elaborate daydream once a month that the phone will ring, and I will not have a clue what is going on, and there will be a considerable drool spot on my keyboard.
I’m probably sure that instead of winning the “big bucks,” I would probably end up with a lifetime supply of a product that wouldn’t do me any good. Rather than pizza or oil changes, I’d end up with a never-ending supply of tampons or something of that nature.