Jen Hawkins, not me
Things are more complicated now that I understand deeply what that dumb kid said earlier about money.
I'd wipe my three loans off the face of the earth, leaving me enough to buy front row tickets for Il Divo in Abu Dhabi. They're pretty cheap compared to the airfare from Sydney! I could get a great low light camera and take loads of pics and videos.
But then what? As relieving as a debt-free life must be (I can only reminisce) it's such a boring way to spend this blessing. It wouldn't even make a blip in my internet banking.
When I was very little, a church group gave my family a gift that allowed us to leave the refugee camp for Oz. The older I get the more frustrated I become wanting to do something just as earthshattering, and I don't think it's pre- mid life crisis talk.
Is it a valid fear of not paying it forward? I dunno. Sometimes this debt of conscience bothers me more than the three mortgages. You could do a lot with five million. Better play some Il Divo to inspire me.