One entire day–doing whatever I want, completely funded, no matter the cost?
The day would start early in the morning with me having a group of workmen come and remodel parts of my condo–specifically, re-tile my bathroom. Carpeting in the living room and bedroom ripped out and replaced with hardwood floors. New window in the bedroom, a new patio door. It’s got to be done today, so I’m willing to pay top dollar to have them work as quickly as possible. Luckily, my condo is one mile away from both a Menards and a Home Depot, so I’m in luck. I’ll delegate the work, then drive my car to my mechanic. I’d give him an unlimited budget to fix up Little Red (my candy apple red PT Cruiser). New everything. Detailed. Make my baby look (and run) her best. I’d buy a new car, but I love Little Red, and Chrysler doesn’t make them anymore.
From there, I’d be picked up in a limo and be driven to the nicest, fanciest spa I could find (probably in downtown Chicago). An all-day event of a full-body massage, mani and pedi, hair conditioning treatments, cut, style, facials, waxing–all that good stuff that I can’t afford to do. I want the best of the best–fluffy white bathrobe, soft towels, candlelight, soothing music while the aches and knots are eased out of my tense shoulder blades… The feel of cool goop being eased over my face, pulling out impurities… The callouses from running buffed off of my tired feet, rubbed and made smooth again, the nails painted crimson… Oh, how I’d love to have a day of pampering!
After my lengthy spa visit, it’s time to hit the stores for some shopping! Clothes, jewelry (hello, diamond earrings!), blurays, other electronics, beauty supplies, housewares… I’ve saved up a list of what I’d love to have, and appliances already picked out, so I can speedily hit Michigan Avenue and spoil myself some more. Since I’ve been given unlimited funds, I’ll pay to have stuff delivered. Why not?
So yeah, it may be the most selfish day of all time, but sometimes we need to think of ourselves. At least, I do.