What does life own me? Rephrase what do I want out of life or is what do I want to take out of life? I’ve learnt the hard way that life never pays up when you need it to. As they say life is not fair. So I’ve decided not to take what it gives me but to dream of what it would give me it were fair. Everything and nothing! Those that know me well know that I’m not materialistic but those that know me better know I’m to broke to be materialistic. So I live in hope.
So my living in hope is the gateway to my dreams of how I’m going to make my and what I going to with my first and million and other millions that will follow that 1st million. I do not how I going make my first million or let alone my 20th but I already know how going spend it. I’m not going to lie and say I’m going give some of it away to charity. No thank you I consider myself to be a charity case so trust me it will be money well spent. No I’m not heartless after my 49th million I become a philanthropist, and going to give away my 50th million. Is that a good enough repayment for you karma, yes I think so too.
So here goes my first million will I’ll spent on... (Drum roll please). Firstly this million has come when I’m just turned 25. I think this is the perfect age because my heart will still be young and strong enough to handle seeing that seven figure number and not came to a sudden halt, and at 25 I’m mature enough not to spend it in one day but in a week. I’m all about simplicity in life, so buying a mansion in northern suburbs with high fence wall would clearly contradict who I am. I would buy a space like a barnyard or old warehouse that I could convert into a living space. Where everything would flow into each other and be my private safe haven.
This haven will have a blue kitchen with a red door where most priced positions- the fridge and microwave- will dwell. Outside will be a vegetable garden where I’ll only plant vegetable that can endure a droughts, because trust you me a dessert plant can die under my supervision.
The haven will have no less than six bedrooms (all of this depend on my future family unit). There will two main bedrooms, because this will be my perfect hide out. Sleepovers will be allowed. Mine will have a four poster queen size bed, covered in the best feather duvet and cotton sheets money can buy and with enough pillows to put an army to sleep. On the walls will be blown out portraits of me and partner most intimate pictures. I’ll have a walk in closet (Think Carrie Bradshaw of Sex and City) filled with dresses and heels that will make joburg fashion week seem dull. The most spectacular of all will be the 5 meter deep fish tank with exotic fish. All named Nemo or Dorothy depending on your colour and IQ. I nearly forgot my bathroom, here you will find an Egyptian bathtub big enough for two and a shower of similar standards. The bathroom will be tiled in black and contrasted by the cream bathtub and loo. You also find magazine rack and book shelve, perfect for after a long day bubble bath and constipation days. The second bedroom will be left to my partners taste.
The rest of the house will be filled with amazing artefacts from our travels. Mostly it will be wall hanging, carpets, and weird but amazing items. It will also have a private cinema and sauna. The haven will have a large entertainment area for our large number of friends and families.
Talking about travels, I’m going start travelling at the age of 30. This will be after I made my 3rd million. After I’ve gotten married and we‘ll going on our three month long honeymoon. We’ll have the rest of lives to travel the eight wonders of the world but will start it slow by visiting the least tourist infested countries. During our travels will purchase house as future investments (strategically making 23rd million). Firstly we going to travel to Asia or is Australia, Africa, or maybe its America, but all you need to know is that will cover all continents in alphabetical order. Which will mean that we would travel to Europe last, sorry is New Zealand a continent. We’ll go the most unusual places and eat the most unbelievable concoctions and make/meet the most random of people/friends.
Oh never told you what I would do with my second million. I’m splurge on all forms of individual transport, so this excludes busses, kombis, and ventures. What you’ll find parked in the yard is a Ferrier, a Lamborghini, a Audi SUV, a BMW station wagon. Just for the hell of you find a Bugati 667i motorcycle and yacht. The last form of transport will not parked at the yard but somewhere in the Cape Town harbour waiting on summer holidays cruises and all white 35th birthday parties.
