I can feel it in the air. This time, it will really happen.

I’m going to win the lottery.

Yeah, yeah, I know I say that all the time, but I have a special feeling this time, The Mega Millions jackpot in Maryland climbed northwards of $150 million this week. Powerball here in PA is inching closer to $100 million.

By the time you read this on Sunday, I could be lounging in a suite in Las Vegas.

For some reason, I have always felt destined to win a large sum of money. I look at very expensive things in stores and catalogs and know that someday, I will have the means to buy whatever I want whether I really need it or not.

Every time I get a long weekend away from work, I feel more and more confident about how successful I would be as a rich person.

I can take a four-day weekend and do absolutely nothing productive. Sure, I might do the dishes and a few other things around the house, but they don’t take much energy.

But I can spend most of that time watching TV, playing video games, goofing off with Bridget, reading, surfing the Internet. You know, things that independently wealthy people focus on.

I’m sure if I won millions and millions of dollars, I would spend a lot of time trying to help those fortunate. Every rich person needs a cause to spearhead.

This may seem like a petty endeavor to pursue, but with the switch to digital television coming up, I think I need to step up to the plate.

A story in the newspaper the other day talked about how people still didn’t understand the issues. I can launch an effort to set them straight and save them from wasting money on a TV they don’t need. Even though I know in my heart that people do need bigger and better TVs, I’ll do it.

I can also try and help the poor unfortunate people with basic cable or, worse yet, no cable at all. And I could do a lot of this work sitting on the couch, providing a good example for TV watchers everywhere.

But the thing is, I don’t need to win the $200 million or $100 million to fulfill my destiny. That would be awesome, but I don’t want to sound greedy.

I had this conversation one day at lunch with some co-workers. Some were amazed how much thought I had put into the whole concept. But that’s what happens when it’s your destiny.

The thing is, I don’t hate my job. I like the people I work with and what I do. The commute to Baltimore can get old once in a while, but I usually like the respite and chance to listen to good music.

I just know that one day, all that stuff will come to an end, and I will get my chance to hold a big fake check.

I can feel it in the air. This weekend will change everything. But even if something strange happens and someone else wins the money, I’ll make sure to spend a lot of time doing nothing just so I can be ready.

Practice makes perfect, after all.