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It’s always interesting when a conversation makes me think.
Maryann has been going on for years about how this “deal”
she has been trying to close with a bad friend and others was going to allow
her not only to retire but also have her financially set for the rest of her
life. In addition to the financial security it would bring her, she has
indicated that she was planning on taking care of me as well. It is all
incredibly sweet that she thinks of me so highly and I am flattered that she
credits me with helping her through her work days here.
It was yesterday that she updated me on the progress of this
never ending saga. I hate that she has been getting her hopes up for about 4
years now, all to be crushed when yet there is more red tape and problems and
crazy issues preventing her from not only getting her huge payout, but just to
get back her initial investment. She keeps an optimistic outlook on the whole
mess and it is endearing to see someone who stays positive when it looks bad.
Of course, I also get frustrated that she may be pissing away her entire
retirement.
Anyhoo, this takes us to the conversation yesterday. For the
past couple months she has indicated that when she gets her money she is
leaving work, and she has said that she was going to take me with her. I
figured it was just her way of saying she doesn’t want me to have to stay here
just because of financial stability so she was going to give me a hefty share
of the millions she claims she would be getting. Turns out, she and a couple of
friends want to open some kind of business in which they work with television
shows and she wants me to come work for them.
Ok, let’s go ahead and for the sake of argument, let’s
assume she truly is about to reap the benefits of 4 long years of investments
and headaches. Let’s say that she truly is going to be getting millions of
dollars if all of this goes well. Take the doubt out of the equation for just a
moment.
The job would be located in Beverly Hills. I’m not even sure
what I would be doing. Either way, there is no way I would ever consider
commuting to 90210 every day. She tells me she would pay me more than I get
now. Dude, not gonna happen. She said she would get me a driver. I had to rain
on her parade pointing out that even if this job was going to be a dream job
that paid me bank, I just can’t commit myself to spending that much time away
from my kids. Knowing how I would be a job in Hollywood production would work,
I am betting I wouldn’t have the kick ass hours that I have now. I am also
betting my health insurance wouldn’t be comparable. It’s a shame if this was a
true possibility that I really couldn’t bring myself to jump on it because I am
forever a mom first.
Of course, there is now the part of my brain that went into
overdrive daydreaming mode. What happens if she handed me a check? How much
would it be for? What would I do with a possible chunk of cash? I found myself fanaticizing
about different amounts that could come to me and what I would do with them.
Cars have been purchased, houses paid off, decks built. My mind was like
watching a lottery commercial. There were crazy extravagant purchases mixed in
with gobs of practical expenses that would ultimately make life a little more
comfortable.
So as of right now, I am ok with thinking of it as a cool
pipe dream that I don’t have to work towards or even look forward to. It would
be nice to have some Karma pay me like that. I will tell you, though, it will
be a really cool thing for the money to come in for her sake. Maryann is a super
nice lady and truly, I would like it if in her golden age that she could have
money that would allow her to travel like she wants to do. She and her sister
could go on epic adventures which would be so amazing to see. I might have to
show her how to use Facebook so she can post where she goes. That would make me
incredibly happy so I will continue to cross my fingers in hopes that her faith
in humanity is rewarded.
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