We won LOTTO!! Woo hoooo!

The massive ‘congratulations’ printed at the top of the page struck me as a bit dodgy, like i’d ALREADY won my dream ’round the world’ trip and all i had to do was sell the soul of my eldest to cash it in and be on my way to exotic locations. But no, it’s legit. From the NSW Lotteries.

I rang the Hubby, excited, 6,605 smackeroos written on an ugly yellow cheque in my flappy hands, talking a million miles an hour about finally getting renovations done, sending the kids to military school, swanning about on my new lounge devouring bulk packs of bonbons. Then began the “but we never win anything” tirade folloowed by the “well its about time our ship came in”! Lots of congratulatory compliments about how clever we were for registering with lotto in the first place, how intelligent we were for actually being able to fill out those mind boggling forms and circle our favourite numbers.

Hubby: “Cant wait to see the cheque”

Me: “Yeah its in my hand right now” *looks adoringly at the cheque, cheshire smile suddenly drops*

“oh wait … shit! Theres a decimal where it shouldn’t be…”

Hubby: “What?”

Me: “…Noooooo. Oh surely not… ”

Hubby: “Whats happening woman- speak!”

Me: “….ummm, im oficially an idiot”

Hubby: “SPEAK. DETAILS!”

Me: *small sheepish voice* “Its actually $66.05, not six thousand six hunderd and five dollars”

Hubby: *deflated* “oh for crying out……” (the rest was just swearing!)

OK now in my defense, print out this pic:

Now hold it in your hand and flap it about while looking at the numbers and jumping… see! Not my fault, that decimal point needs to be much bigger. Who freakin’ designed this?!

*yes, they are my scribbles of rage on the page and no, i am not ungrateful to NSW lotteries for paying for Hubby’s lunch for the next week