The other day, Michael Kwan commented that, while I’ve updated my theme again, I haven’t done anything about my goal posting in the sidebar. You can still see where it says “Goal $300k by 2007/12/31″
I have two reasons for not changing that. As most of you probably know, I didn’t meet that goal. Nowhere close, as you can tell by the progress amount that shows “Remaining: $299,994.75.” My first reason is that I don’t want to hide the failure. I don’t want to bury the attempt and pretend as though it never happened. At some point, I will remove it from the sidebar, but the old posts referencing it will remain. The other reason I haven’t removed it is because I don’t want to remove it until I replace it with a new goal. I haven’t yet set that goal. Until I do, that old, unmet goal will remain.
Mind you, that’s not to say I don’t have goals. I do, but what I want in the “sidebar goal” is another monetary goal, probably another big money goal like the first one.
That $300,000 is certainly not the first unrealized goal that I’ve had. Back in grade school, I figured that I would have my own space station by the mid-1990s. I’d have a space ship by then and be able to travel to the stars. Of course, at the time, I didn’t know how to build those things but I figured by the 1990s that would have been time enough to figure it all out!
We grew up with the fear that there might not be a tomorrow, that a nuclear war might kill us all. So, my plans revolved around that. I had plans for an underground shelter, that would be a comfortable living quarters. I figured it could be built in my backyard. I’d have room for my family and some of my friends. I don’t remember if I planned for my friends’ parents or not. It would also house all my pets.
The major part of the shelter was a living room. There’d be chairs, TV with VCR (because the TV stations would be off the air having been destroyed in the nuclear holocaust so you’d have to watch tapes), games and stuff. Off of the living room were different rooms. There was a food storage room, a room for water and I think there was a kitchen. I think I had planned for being able to store at least 10 years worth of food and water. There were bathrooms, and bedrooms for people. There was also a couple rooms for my pets (had to keep the birds and fish separate from the cat and dog). And, since the nuclear winter could last for years, there was a mortuary room where bodies could be interred.
There was also a garage where my indestructible, radiation-proof car could be stored. It would also allow me to exit the house if we needed something.
There was also a library and I think a science lab too. I might have also had a hospital room.
Over the years, that idea evolved. Later, the underground house became a three-level facility that could take off and head into space. After all, if all life on Earth was destroyed, it’d be time to look for greener pastures!
When I was older, instead of having my own space station in the mid-1990s, I figured I’d be a millionaire by that time.
I’m sure you’ve realized I didn’t meet those goals either.
But, I’ll share with you my current goals, and I hope that I will achieve these.
First, I want to make enough money that I can pay off all of my debts and all of my parents’ debts as well.
I want to be able to build my dream house. And that dream house is still one that will be at least partially underground! I want a house that will stand for generations to come. I want it to be able to withstand tornados, flooding, earthquakes and anything else that may happen. If I one day have a family, I’d like it to be a house where at least a part of my family can live for generations to come.
When I was growing up, before we moved to Ohio, we lived next door to my grandparents. Three generations of my family had lived in that house. The house wasn’t that old. My grandparents bought it. But, my great grandfather also lived with them in that house for a time. My mother grew up in it as well. Our house was actually built on their land. The lot was a large lot, so it was split and my parents built our house. So, it could be argued that four generations of my family had lived on that land.
That’s something that I think is nice, and I would like to build a house that would be a home for my family for, hopefully, generation after generation to come.
And, if I don’t have a family, I would like my dream house to be a museum to show how we lived in our time. We seem to focus too much on famous people and we don’t often see how normal people lived. So, I think it would be nice to be able to show that for future generations.
Of course, if I do have a family, maybe I could have a large enough plot of land that both the museum and the family home could be on the property. Then my family could be the curators of the museum and keep it as both a family history and also as a historical museum displaying a slice of life during our period of history.
I’d also like a small aviary and botanical gardens, but they can be part of the house.
I would also like to grow my rubber stamp company, and have its own building (perhaps on the same lot as the family home and museum!) and keep it in the family. I have a small collection of old rubber stamps, and, again, it would be nice to have something that shows old-time rubber stamping as well as keeping up with new advances and keeping the company going. And, if digital documents do away with rubber stamping, perhaps it could become a rubber stamping museum. Though, I imagine people will always be using rubber stamps, at least for artistic purposes. I don’t see that permanently dying out. Even with digital media, people still like to do things with their hands.
I also want to finish my novels and see them published, as well as have movies made of some of my ideas, even if I have to finance them myself. I have stories I want to tell. Some would work best as novels, while others really need to be on-screen.
And, there are also charitable things I would like to do. I’m not really sure what things I would do though, I have various ideas, but haven’t really settled on anything specific, and those ideas are always changing, too. So, I don’t have any clear goals in mind as far as that is concerned. I think it would be kind of cool to be like a secret Santa of sorts. Something where you might read about a family needing something, whether it’s money or a wheelchair or something, and I’d find a way to get that to them without them ever knowing where it came from. I think that would be cool. It would kind of bring a sense of magic to life, and that’s something we all need at times.
Anyway, so that’s why I would like to be rich! It’s not about money per se–it’s about the things you can do with that money.