if you had all the money in the world...

is a game we've been playing at work a lot lately. when it's slow we lean up against the counters or lounge in chairs plotting how we would use our money if it was limitless. we only have one computer at work that can go on-line, so sometimes we punctuate the loafing with gathering around the one screen when someone shows us what exactly they're talking about. the boys tend to show us cars they love, i have to explain what a yurt is, while someone else shows us the website for some exotic island. when customers come in we all stop, but once they're gone we launch back into it like they were never there.

aside from paying off bills/loans, and issues with taxes, when we get down to the details that's when it gets the most fun. a lot of us would travel, but we do it all in different ways. i want to buy a tiny rv, or an airstream trailer, and drive all over the country for a while. J wants to fly, first class, everywhere. some of us pick different transportation for different legs of our trip, since really, no matter how much i might want to i can't drive to europe. for that i want to take a cruise to get there. a nice, long time at sea laying in the sun and reading books sounds like the perfect way to get there. it's kind of a like a palette cleanser between america and europe. it's not that i don't like planes, i enjoy them, but i love road trips better. i like to see what i go through to get to where i'm going. flying from the east coast to the west coast is like magic, and you lose a sense of just how big the country is when you zoom over it. in a car you see all the states you pass through and the world feels bigger.

not having to work again is tempting, but as much as i moan and bitch about hating it, i do kind of like the structure work gives my life. i would probably get a part-time job doing something fun like making coffee or working in a bookstore. for a while we talked about what kinds of businesses we'd start and i wavered between wanting a bar, a yarn shop, or a bookstore. maybe even a mix of the three. most of us wouldn't work at all, but i don't know that i'd ever get out of bed if i didn't have to be someplace, and that someplace is usually (always) work. plus, if i lost my main complaint in life, what would i bitch about? how hard it is to find good help? how the newest louis vuitton collection doesn't come in red? man, i would really be a jerkface then.

i love this game, even if it does make my everyday life pale in comparison. if i ever do run into a shitload of money i'll know exactly what to do with it.