Tell my wife I now have “fuck you money”, and then fuck her lots because she could quit her shitty stressful job and have energy again.
I would buy as much land as I could. Build myself a reasonable house and a load of barns. I have always wanted to run a farm animal sanctuary that takes in abused and unwanted farm friends. Then I would spend the rest of my days laughing at goats and cows and chickens being derpy. That and maybe take a nice vacation to the beach once in a while.
Buy a nice home, upgrade it to my liking (CAT6 to all parts of it, solar panels/energy storage/network cabinet/make it watertight and safe for the next 50 years), buy a shitty looking van with a petrol powered pressure washer and indemnity insurance and spend my spare time going around cleaning paths and monuments etc. in my local area.
I ran cat 6 through the house we moved into over winter. The box, the guys running the cable and patching the walls after was like $1,200…not exactly fuck you money and absolutely worth it.
Ran it to the office, basement TV and office, family room, kids rooms and wife office.
If you want to do it, it might be worth exploring rather than waiting to hit the lottery.
2 chicks at the same time
Order a pizza, don’t want to make big decisions on an empty stomach
