I seem to think the OP is more about, "would you tell your wife (or better half...nod to TC), not about what you'd do with your millions.
But what you do with the loot is interesting too
^^ Get a legal thing drawn up, give her her fair share with no comebacks, wish her well, and then go and do something fun and rewarding... it's not hard is it?!
I'd buy a kilometer of beach front property in Prachup Kiri Khan down towards the Chomphum end with a small beach front house. Employ a couple of helpers to run and buy food and grog and have a place where my nieces and nephew can come and visit.
I'd like to be rich just enough to be able to afford what I'd like to have but not so rich that others covet what I have because they know who I am.
"I was a good student. I comprehend very well, OK, better than I think almost anybody," - President Trump comparing his legal knowledge to a Federal judge.
LD knows how to live.
He's also watched/read The Wolf Of Wall Street.
Great book and movie.
Bwahahaha. Hmmmmmm....
"11:50 A 22-second fart which changes note four times and forces the dog to leave the room "
Have had a few of those just havent won the lottery yet !
I suppose it also comes down to the quantum of the win.
I've been a net Millionaire (assets less liabilities) before, but also did include the Family home so it wasn't entirely disposable.
But the GFC put paid to that. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away
But, that amount of money would comfort my/our lives, but not materially change except for the desire to have one more child.
That would be nice.
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$ 3 million would set us up for life.
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$5 million would be a comfortable capital base to achieve my Business aspirations.
In the West, we live in a nice place, close to the City which has great potential to amalgamate the surrounding propertys.
Sum of the parts and all that.
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More then a $5 million windfall is something I've never considered.
That's a shite load of money.
Invested @ 5% would be more then $250,000 a year and leaves the capital base intact.
Probably make me lazy.
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Money doesn't make you happy ... Money just gives you options.
That said, I'd prefer to be a little bit rich, then a little bit poor.
ergo: money makes you happy...what might not make you happy is seeing the ugly side of folks you turn down for loans, gifts, etc. It is axiomatic that the moment news arrives of your financial nova, all six degrees of separation immediately request to bask in the glow of your good luck...
Majestically enthroned amid the vulgar herd
I'LL drink to that. Don't know WTF he said but I'll have one none the less. Dont count the fish out.
In my hometown, someone won the lotto (~ 50 M pesos or more, can't remember exactly) around 15 yrs ago. Bought land, made a huge dormitory - apartment complex, prolly gave some to relatives, then went abroad. I heard that they visit from time to time but mainly live abroad. Prolly PR or citizen somewhere else by now. They weren't dirt poor to begin with, more like low middle class. But surely they have the "six degrees of poor relatives" - everybody here has them. I guess they mainly live abroad to escape the relatives, gossip, etc, and to have 1st world conveniences. Can't blame them.
Now where's my lotto ticket again? Heh...
The statement was open enough such that leaving wasn't necessarily inferred.
Not like you though, on your japanese school uniform cosplay sites, eh?
So "incisive"...
"Do as you would be done by" works if you have a genuine relationship with a person with a moral compass, the capability of independent thought and reason, and the wisdom that implies... which is what Bob might have written, if he wasn't busy sniffing knickers.
If its one of those super lottos like $500,000,000:
Myself, and immediate family would be totally taken care of & debt free.
Talk to a legitimate financial professional to ensure most of the money is secure and works for itself as well as several lawyers. Id want to know my liability in the event of divorce too.
But for me, I would buy 1 section (Square Mile) of land in Florida or maybe TX, with a large custom designed home to my specs with every kind of fancy gadget I could think of. Not a mansion, just a spacious 5 or 6 bed home.
A 5000 square foot free-span shop thats insulated and climate controlled, fully decked out with dried air for paint. The most expensive Snap-On tool boxes known to humanity, filled to the top with Snap-On tools. Mills, lathes, and machine tools.
Shooting Berm.
Dirt Bike Track.
ATV Trails.
Gym full of Life Fitness & Hammer Strength equipment.
I would never, ever, EVER set foot in another public airport for the rest of my days on this earth.
...^no mention of the armory needed to defend such a construction...or the salaries paid to Seal Team 6 for 24-hour on-site surveillance...
Why bother.
Only incurs headaches and despair.
Fabricating a fanciful complexity in one's existence more so than deserving.
I did mention a shooting berm, so the armory can be implied.
Might build me a walk-in gun safe too
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