|CW, as of this Saturday|
I added up how things would change. First year, roughly $3M goes out to pay off family mortgages and and set up college funds for nieces and nephews. I figure $150K per kid. If you've paid your mortgage off, good for you (Tom), but you'll only get the $300K for the kids.
Mom and Dad can have what they want. Probably buy my Dad $100K worth of Snickers bars.
The Kitten doesn't demand much. Probably some sick jewelry. No problem there.
I'd buy a three BR condo in DC....pied a terre. Nice, comfy place. Garage parking. Valet. I'd mortgage the place, as cheap as money is these days....
Probably buy a place in the Caribbean. Tasteful. Small.
Gotta pay Kitten tuitions, not cheap.
But in reality, I live a pretty good life already, I can't possibly eat more than I do, and outside of maybe buying this little beauty, I don't think there'd be a lot of conspicuous consumption. I'd probably hire a personal trainer to get my fat ass in shape. I'd get a massage every week. Maybe gussy up the ManCave.
Clearly I'd stop working (for money)--but I would still be busy. I'd go to Thinktanks and just take it all in. I'd ask a lot of inconvenient questions. I'd hire someone to get me really goosed up on Maryland issues. Really goosed up. Maybe run against this abomination. Be a big wheel in the next Presidential Campaign. Write and think every day. Maybe even write a book.
Mike--the guy who works the shitshift at Dunkin' Donuts, the guy who gives me my 0545 coffee with a huge smile and a pleasant hello--pulling down a 3.6 in accounting at Salisbury U-- get him off to a good start when he graduates. Hard working SOB.
My boy Tim--well, he won't write a tuition check.
Other than that, we're looking at that $150M growing to nearly $300M in ten years. Stay tuned.