Being Rich
by Denise Sawicki on August 19, 2006
I've decided I wouldn't really want to be wealthy. OK, in many people's estimation I am probably wealthy already, but, what I really mean is I wouldn't want to live like a wealthy person. I wouldn't want a huge house on the lake with my own boat.. think of all the hassle! I'm sure the boat would need lots of tuneups and need to be cared for in different weather circumstances. I wouldn't want a house big enough for entertaining multiple guests - what could possibly be more stressful than hosting a party? Really if I was a millionaire I guess I'd be much like the guy in Ofiice Space - I'd do nothing. There's nothing much I enjoy enough to do constantly, so I'd probably just default to doing nothing, boring as that is.
Two Replies to Being Rich
Kris Weberg | August 19, 2006
I'd travel a lot, and maintain some kind of cozy but minimal domicile in which to occasionally catch my breath.
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