If Money Was Not An Object

I probably wouldn't have been so excited that one time I won 73 dollars at the casino.
I wouldn't work a job. I'd put my working-energy into this little blog every.single.day.
I'd eat lunch on the patio everyday. My lunch would be a delicious salad prepared by someone-other-than-me and a cold Blue Moon. Or maybe 2 Blue Moons since I wouldn't have to go back to work.
I'd buy any or all of these adorable, glittery onesies for all my friends with babies.
I'd probably still live in Fargo because, let's be honest, I love it here.
Because I'd be living in Fargo I would go on at least 2 trips every winter season. In January I'd go to any warm, tropical, pina-colada-serving place and in March I'd go skiing.
I would get a pedicure at least once a month, no doubt.
I would probably still balance our checkbook. No matter how much money I have that is one thing this mathematical-minded-control-freak could never let go of.
I'd pay someone to grocery shop for me. That is just not my thing.
Shopping would be a lot more fun because there'd be a lot less thinking and much more buying.
Shoes. 'nuff said.
What would you do if money was not an object?