You became a millionaire woman in your early 30s - meaning you were not millionaire before, and by chance of lottery or your successful business idea or becoming an influencer at age of somewhere in early 30s, you got rich af. Just to clarify rules because many of you got confused:

Friday I am asking about is not your first day being rich, you been rich for a while now, maybe half a year, you do not have loans or mortgages because you already took care of that couple months ago, and no it’s not your last day being rich, it’s just another Friday. You got money, you got time depending on how you became rich, but it’s not the point. Point is how does your typical Friday look like. From morning until very last minute you close your eyes to sleep.

Another clarification, you have been this woman all your life, you did not wake up one day just to be this rich woman, and no you have not been a man before. You have been a girl then grown into a woman doing woman things. And it is a normal unrelated Friday, not Valentine’s day, or Valentine’s it’s up to you. Point is you have not been rich from the start. This is unrelated Friday when you been rich af for a while now.

Thanks for your sincere answers

Dropper Post

Bonjour

  • djsoren19@lemmy.blahaj.zoneEnglish
    3·
    5 days ago

    Is this like a ‘13 Going on 30’ situation, where I am waking up this Friday morning suddenly in the body of this 30 year old woman? Or have I been this woman the whole time, and I’m just waking up to a normal Friday morning in my life? Final clarifying question, is it still Valentines Day in this scenario, or is it an unrelated Friday morning?

    My answer will change drastically depending on the details of this scenario.

    • Dropper-Post@lemm.eeOP
      12·
      5 days ago

      you been this woman all your life and it’s normal Friday morning, it’s not Valentines Day, unrelated Friday.

      • djsoren19@lemmy.blahaj.zoneEnglish
        2·
        5 days ago

        It’s starting off with a lot of being 'eepy and bedrotting, probably until 10 or 11 am. Once I finally feel like getting out of bed, I’d go out to a really nice local cafe with a laptop, have tea and a light breakfast while working on fielding emails/calling clients/whatever admin is necessary for the business that makes me millions. After maybe four hours of working and sipping tea, I’d take an early break, and text my boytoy to see if he wants to see a movie tonight. I’d want to go to a trendy art-house theater and watch something deep and thought-provoking, just to be amused at dinner afterward as the man attempts to engage in thoughtful conversation about what we saw. I’d bring him back home, destroy his body and subjugate his soul, and then send him back home before midnight so I can bedrot alone for another hour.