Woo Hoo! Go Team FNL! Woop Woop.
It’s on. Like Donkey Kong.
WE WON LOTTO.
We’re keeping it quiet though. Don’t want any trouble.
I told Mr F I had a good feeling about this one. This time I was right!
We won…wait for it…yes…we are so loaded now.
Today we won:
Man, we’re giving up work. For AT LEAST 15 minutes.
Seriously though. Mr F did get excited. The little computer screen at the newsagent told him he’d won. But it didn’t tell him how much. That has to mean a HUGE sum of money. You would think so. Yes?
Um. Well. No. It doesn’t work that way.
Didn’t stop Mr F from grinning like a cheshire cat. Giving a small “woo hoo”! High-fiving the sales assistant, whilst reminding the sales assistant how important it is for him to remain anonymous.
All this hoo-ha. Really. It was my fault though. I built him up. I told him I had a good feeling. I started the positive thinking thing. You know, like The Secret. I talked like we’d already won the jackpot baby.
Ah well. Small wins. They all add up. Keep us dreaming/hoping for another week. Sucking us in. Clutching on to that one in a billion chance that we will get some easy money baby.
But for now. For this small win, we’ve decided to blow it all.
On another lotto ticket.
Now this one I REALLY DO have a good feeling about.
Wish me luck!