I will not be keeping my job.
I will be changing my cell phone number. You will find it unlisted.
I will not be living in this neighborhood any longer.
My new neighbors are trees, sand & the deep blue ocean.
I will be hiring an attorney. And a money manager. Possibly more than one of each.
Some of you will be receiving checks. Some of you will have access to trusts. Some of you will get nothing.
I will need to get creative and come up with a name for my new “compound.”
Some of you will be invited to my compound. Some to live. Some to visit.
I will NO LONGER cook, clean, go grocery shopping, clean out my cars or drive on a regular basis.
You will no longer see me in the airports.
My children may struggle to attend school regularly. Their school will be the world. And a tutor. Add “tutor” to list of people to hire.
I will, obviously, now have a staff. And someone to manage the staff.
All of this is work I am willing to take on. I believe I will be good at it. DAMN good at it!