So, my husband loves casinos right. I mean in Berlin there's a few slot machines in damn near every store and bar. You wanna gamble? Take a stroll down the street and i guarantee you you would have passed 3 bars with slot machines inside. They go hand in hand in Berlin. So i can see why he's drawn to them in here in the states. Only difference is he has much better luck in Germany than here in the states. Is that a sign? I couldn't tell you how much we lost over years but i would bet it's well over $100,000 you know with the small wins adding up and whatnot. So today I'm going to write a small story of what could come of us actually winning fairly decently. I think about times like this quit often and they always end the same. Here goes.
So i just got off work and of course my husband is asking me to go to the casino with him. I think its going to be the sands today, we do better there than any other casino. Although that could be arguable. I decided what the hell. You know? I mean if i say no he becomes even more of an asshole. I know, how is that even possible? I try not to think about it much. But, if i say yes we have a chance to lose everything we have which to him seems worth it. So here we go.
$20 dollars down. Its been 5 minutes. The one thing i hate to hear come out of my husbands mouth is, "$20 more?" Or "okay, last $20 than I'm done." Its never the last 20 unless its the last 20. Its like he has a personal vendetta against all games that don't give him a decent feature or doubles his starting cash. He just cant let it go. It's not the games fault or the casino , take it up with the programmers if your gonna be mad at someone.
2 hours in $200 down. I cant say that I'm having fun but i cant say I'm not. Alcohol helps so much in situations like this. And you know casinos love to get their patrons drunk. Drink more spend more. I decided to go off on my own i have one last $20 and i intend to have my own fun with it. Right now I'm playing a game called, well i don't know the name, but it has pandas. And holy shit i just hit a full screen of the top symbol! Yeah baby van life here i fucking come bitches.
So i just got cashed out. Do you know how good it feels to hold some thousands of dollars cash in hand. If your a drug dealer or big pharma i bet you do. Paper, that's all it is. But man does it feel good to have a trees worth. My husband came running like a quarter back when i screamed with excitement i never felt before. When he saw the screen his eyes were saucers and i swear he was drooling a little. We decided to stay the night here. In the morning were going van shopping.
Its morning. Were at the Mercedes dealership looking at sprinter vans, very high class, it's a Mercedez after all. I'm in love. We found one. Perfect for us. Ive already began planning the conversion. First, we're taking everything out of course. Second, we're going to add a roof top that will doible as our bed. I want the roof to be able to open so while we're sitting in bed we can have the top open to enjoy the scenery. Third, kitchen. Im thinking granite counter tops, tile floors, and an electric stove which will be powered by our solar panels. Yeah, we're getting solar panels, fridge with freezer, sink, cupboards, and an oven. Fourth, living area. A few make shift seats with a fold out bed, you know just in case we have company or were too drunk to make it to the top and climb in bed. A nice pull down table, tv, game station, and perhaps a small fir place. Ive seen it, we can do it. Amd finally, a bathroom with a built in shower. I was hoping for a tub but, come on. This is so exciting.
Now that the van is all done were ready for more adventures. Right after a quick trip to the dispensary and liqour store.
I've thought about this story happening too many times. The endings dont even excite me anymore, not like how the real thing would. Its always the same. We win money, we get a van, then we live happily ever after. Thats the one thing i dont enjoy when it comes to thinking about well anything. If i think too much about it it just becomes ordinary. No excitement, no matter what minor or major details i change. It used to make me really happy. Like i really felt the events happening and i felt the excitement and new life i was going to have. Bit now its just repetition. Im sorry guys i tried to make this exactly how i thought time and time again but it's overplayed.
Just waiting for the moment.
