My simple choice would be a 12 to 16 choice beer vending machine in my den.
My simple choice would be a 12 to 16 choice beer vending machine in my den.
my excessive choice would be a Revology restored 1968 Shelby GT 500 with every option.
Waterfront beach, waterfront Maine and Washington, mountains east and westBeing rich never was a dream of mine however I like to be comfortable. I think if I came into a significant amount of money, I would buy acreage and cozy homes all over the country in private settings with no neighbors. And then I'd travel to these homes and appreciate the peace and quiet and lovely surroundings. Idaho, West Virginia, Maine, Kentucky and Montana come to mind!
That was my mom's desire. A mountain house overlooking the ocean.A house sitting up high looking out over the bay..or close to a mountain top with a great view.
exactly what I'd do. I'd be sure to include emptying the dishwasher. Not sure why I loathe that particular chore so much.In the scheme of things, my indulgence wouldn't be very costly, but very much wanted:
A maid. Someone to clean my home, put fresh sheets on my bed every day, do laundry (from washing to putting away), and other routine house chores. That way, I could have scads of time to cook and bake, which I really would love to do full time.
my dad is retiring next week after 23 years of doing just this one time he flew someone's DOG from their vacation home somewhere down South, back home to NYC for a vet appointment. He was always typically flying around the Caribbean this time of year too, dropping off and picking up those vacationers. If you ask my mother it was always right when she'd get hit with a snowstorm back homeI wouldn't own a bunch of homes because then you have to deal with them. Rentals would work for me. I'd want a private plane and full time pilot so I could go, "Gee, I'll bet Gatlinburg is gorgeous at Christmas," and someone would take me there. "My friend is giving a concert in Tombstone that I'd really like to see..." "I have a hankering for that seafood chowder at Maine Diner..."
Fascist!Build rocket ships that would eventually take us all to Mars.
I know a woman who is a stewardess on these private flights. She's has some great stories!My dad is retiring next week after 23 years of doing just this one time he flew someone's DOG from their vacation home somewhere down South, back home to NYC for a vet appointment. He was always typically flying around the Caribbean this time of year too, dropping off and picking up those vacationers. If you ask my mother it was always right when she'd get hit with a snowstorm back home
He was actually gifted some lobsters once, picking up a family in Maine...
First, a House for Thing1 to live in for the rest of his life .My simple choice would be a 12 to 16 choice beer vending machine in my den.
my excessive choice would be a Revology restored 1968 Shelby GT 500 with every option.