I wish...

Where do I begin…

I wish I was anonymous.

I wish my leggings didn’t roll down past my belly button after I pulled them up to my breast for the fucking thousandth time!

I wish my laundry would magically get done every week without my assistance.

I wish the girls’ room would stay clean.

I wish I felt better, because I am in desperate need of exercise.

I wish I would win the lottery so I could help those around me that I know are struggling, but still haven’t given up.

I wish I had passports for the kids, so I could just pick up and fly somewhere tropical –just because I can.

I wish everyone could comprehend the Law of Attraction, so I could quit screaming under my breath “YOU ARE YOU’RE FUCKING PROBLEM - YOUUUUU!”

I wish I didn’t have to go back and read my older posts sometimes for inspiration – I’d prefer to stay in that mindset always.

I wish I had my wardrobe back – like yesterday. There are only so many cute leggings and tunics on the market today. I’m ready to get rid of the “elastic” waistbands – being sick has helped! (Oh yeah! Ka-chow!)

But mostly:



I wish I had more time to write.