I wish…

… that it were Friday.

… that I had a money-making idea that was easy to implement, would bring in loads of cash and allow me to live without the obligation of having to get up at 4am every weekday morning. Winning the lottery would qualify, though I’d have to figure out some way of doing this without buying tickets….soooo… any exceptionally lucky lottery players out there that need a new best friend?

… that I had the motivation to train for an Ironman.  Because while I *do* have the motivation to want to say I’ve completed one, I don’t have the motivation to do the work to get me there. Do you think I can hire a sherpa to do all the work and then claim the success for myself, much like some do when they climb Mt. Everest?

… that I lived somewhere slightly more temperate than Chicago.  Don’t get me wrong – I love this city and I love that my friends, family and life are here, but I do wish that winter wouldn’t last as long and that the summers wouldn’t get so dang humid.  Whine, whine, whine…

… that I could run fast.  Just cuz.

… that the lunchroom would clear out so I could surreptiously go get a candy bar from the vending machine (uh… did I just say that out loud..?  Busted….).

… that I wasn’t always so hemmed in with “have to’s” and “shoulds” instead of “want to’s” and “coulds”.

… that I could eat ice cream and pizza for every meal and still lose 10 pounds.  Or at least not gain 20.

… that I could not only survive, but be coherent on 5 hours of sleep a night.  Think of how productive I could be!

… that I had time for a dog.

… that I was skilled at going to parties by myself where I know practically no one, making small talk, mingling and feeling comfortable enough to really enjoy myself.

… that some of the many things I’ve ordered recently would be delivered.  Online shopping is both instantly gratifying and painstakingly aggravating.

… that I could write more prolifically.  When I’ve got an idea in my head, I can write for days. But oftentimes, those ideas are few and far between.  At least the ones suited for public consumption, that is.

… that I could take a mulligan on some of the decisions I made during high school and college. Even though college was an especially awesome time, I feel like there were some basic-to-me decisions that would have drastically changed my life had I the courage to have done things differently.

… that I had a good singing voice so that once summer comes I can belt out tunes while riding in my car with the windows rolled down and not worry about piercing some poor soul’s ear drum.  Not that it stops me.

… that I could hit a home run at every at bat.  Or at least not ever make an out again.

… that I could dance without embarassing myself.

… that I could figure out a good way to end my “I wish…” list….

So then – what are your wishes?