My husband is a smart man. Annoyingly so. If I wasn’t so wrapped up in my own deficits I’d probably have time to feel insecure about it. Math, languages, finance, photography, computers, cooking, building stuff, he knows a lot about a lot of things. He’s like a human compass and can use the sun to navigate a city as chaotic as Rome. I have yet to see a problem put before him that he couldn’t solve. He is as logical a creature as you could ever find. And I’m very fortunate to have him balance my general state of cluelessness.

But he does have one interesting gap in his rationality.

He loves lottery tickets. When we lived in Canada, every week he’d hand over 2 bucks for his chance at the big prize. With great dramatic flair he’d wave his ticket in the air, “This is the one. I just know it.” And every week he was genuinely surprised to discover that he was not $10 million dollars richer. While I’m no genius, I do know the odds of winning but there’s something so beautiful about his optimism, his unwavering ‘why not me?’ line of thinking.

So now that we live in France, he’s all over the Euromillions prize. He walks up to the tabac and requests his little piece of paper. You should see the smile on his face. Standing next to him I can almost feel his hope. It’s odd because I’ve never seen a person less attached to money and material than my husband. I mean this is a man who was happy to slash our household income by 70 percent to live a small life in a small town. He is a model of financial restraint. Apart from his wedding suit, he has never once paid full price for a piece of clothing.

But my husband is also a kind man. Many a time I’ve asked to hear his plans for a giant check with a big string of zeros on it. First, he graciously offers to give me half as if he weren’t required by law to do so. Then he quickly lays out his plan for his family, how he would want to set everybody up so that they could be free to do whatever they want for the rest of their lives.

Of course I am probably the most illogical person on the planet so his lottery fantasies easily rub off on me. Now I too expect him to win and I find myself creating elaborate fantasies about my half of the loot. Obviously, family, friends and charities are my first thought but I will admit to portioning off a small amount for a new wardrobe from Paris. Nothing stupid like a $10,000 purse from Hermès, just some nice Frenchy clothes that fit me. But my big splurge would be travel. Vienna, Prague, Warsaw, Budapest, Seville, Copenhagen and full tour of France and Italy.

I’d eat a meal at a world famous restaurant and taste one truly great wine. I’d go to a spa and have a few things rubbed and wrapped. I’d hire my physiotherapist, Elodie to tend on me, and only me, for the rest of my days. And I’d buy every book I’ve ever wanted to read.

I’ve thought of getting my own ticket. But I already hit the jackpot with my Monsieur and last week I signed a deal to turn my gypsy stories into a book. And even for a fool like me, that’s just too much luck to push.

What will you do when your numbers come up?

Bobbi French is a regular contributor to Gypsy Girl’s Guide

When you hear people talking about ‘doing what you love’ do you ever find yourself saying things like “Sounds good but… I don’t know what I love… / I love too many things and can’t decide what to focus on… / It takes time and money and I don’t have enough of either… / I’m scared…”?  

I have been receiving a lot of emails lately asking questions like these, so I wanted to share a few of the real truths about doing what you love. These are all truths I have realised over the past year as I have been on this rollercoaster journey towards doing what I truly love. 

1) It isn’t hard, but it is hard work.  You need to be prepared to commit to following your dream.

2) You don’t have to choose one thing and do it forever, but you do need to stick at it until you make it happen – and then you can decide where to go next

3) It does take time and money, but not as much as you might think – and you probably have access to more of both than you realise

4) You don’t have to do it alone.  People are more willing to support you than you might think – sometimes you just need to ask

5) It is possible.  You just have to believe that.

Beth Nicholls is founder of Do What You Love and a regular contributor to Gypsy Girls Guide. When she’s not writing, taking photos or making stuff you can probably find her in an airport heading off somewhere.