• I would become obsessed with shoes. I adore heels and would own a pair for every outfit in my wardrobe. It would be amazing.
  • Every wall in my house would be lined with bookshelves full of the most delightful first edition books ever. People would travel from all over the world t0 see my collection.
  • I would own a Kitchen Aid mixer. I have not, in seven years of domesticity, encountered a recipe that could only be prepared with this kitchen gadget, but I want one anyway. In buffed silver. Also, I’d have a special cabinet that popped up to counter height with the mixer already on it so I’d never have to lift that darned thing.
  • I would eat at places like Hot & Hot Fish Club once a week.
  • I would give money to my high school and college Alma Maters. And I would feel compelled to write letters to the administrative boards of each letting them know how I expect my donations to be used.
  • I would own a house at the beach and one in the mountains. And I’d pay people to see after the upkeep of each.
  • OMG I would have a gardener. He or she would prevent things like weeds that turn into trees and trees that become infested with beetles and fall on power lines. And my roses wouldn’t be choked out by weeds. Basically, this person’s so goal in life would be to assure that  I’d have no weeds.
  • I would get my PhD in English and a Masters in Mathematics and probably another undergrad degree in Interior Design. And then I’d get a Masters or PhD in Architecture. After that I’d go for another undergraduate degree in Visual Arts. And then maybe Drama, just for fun.
  • I would own a Wii and I would have Rock Band, and I would play the drums a lot so that one day I look less spastic doing it and maybe be able to throw down a challenge to The Boss without embarrassing myself too badly.
  • I’d have already had three children. But if oodles just fell into my lap today, I’d adopt three. And promptly explode.
  • I would have the time to make a quilt. Side Note on the Personality of Liz: I don’t like to follow directions. It doesn’t matter to me that I’ve never made a quilt before nor have anything but the vaguest idea of how one would go about doing that, and in fact that makes it even BETTER because then when the quilt I make turns out to be AWESOME it’s like I’ve invented the quilt all over again.
  • I’m sure I’d save some and invest some. And tithe the appropriate amount.
  • I’d have a lap pool in my back yard. I’d be svelte.
  • I would buy a major publishing house. There should be no question what my first order of business would be.
  • I’d start a foundation to benefit research for the cure of sleep. I am far too addicted to this and it is a waste of precious life. Though every now and then it’s awesome.
  • I would surely have more worldly and fascinating things to blog about than what I’d do if I had oodles of cash.

The End.