Susan Erasmus did not win R102m in the Lottery this week. Promise. But if she did, she probably wouldn't tell you. Or anyone, for that matter.
But someone did win it. R102,016,595 to be exact. Initially this person did not come forward, but newspaper billboards inform me that he/she now has.
In a way I am glad it wasn't me. I am not going to give you all that bull about how it's noble being poor, that it builds character, or that rich people are lonely and/or unhappy. Those are simply myths people have concocted over the centuries to make people feel better about being overworked and underpaid and downtrodden.(Guess who spent too many years of her life working for NGOs, but that's besides the point). You find happy and unhappy people among the rich and among the poor. Don't fall for the myth of the poor little rich girl.
Why on earth would I not want to win R102m? Of course I would, on the face of it. No more worrying about the rates, the old car, the bond repayments, no more queues at the bank – they will in fact come to me. I could go on a no-holds-barred shopping expedition in London and New York. Forget Canal Walk. I could travel wherever I wanted whenever I wanted for months on end. I could resign my job to free me up for an early fun-filled retirement. Maybe I should stop now, as I can feel my heartbeat speeding up at the sheer dizzy excitement of it all.
We all mistakenly suspect happiness is for sale at the nearest mall and we spend our lives in search of it.
Is my accountant pocketing funds? Do my friends expect me to pay for everything when we go out? How do I manage my investments? Will it change everything in my life, in my relationships?