A couple months ago, I entered a contest and ended up winning a few acres of swampland below the flood plane in Mississippi. Before I knew it, right after that I won a $250,000 house, so naturally I built it on my new land.
Last week, I won enough money in the lottery to quit my job and move down there for good.
And just last night, as I sat on my new porch watching the rain and listening to the thunder, it all started to sink in.