I wish I would not notice cobwebs and smudges when we have guests at home. Cobweb and gang stay diligently out of my sight otherwise, but one whiff of a guest and out they come and taunt me !
I wish my kids would quell their tendency to smother me with love as soon as they return from school. Detrimental to the olfactory senses, you see.
I wish I could view food as mere sustenance and not the reason for living.
I wish potatoes and spinach could swap their calorie content.
I wish I could feel perky and cheerful when I’ve to wake up early. Usually I feel cranky and have a strong urge to poke Hubby with a sharp instrument when I see him slumbering peacefully.
I wish I could view exercising as a means to a healthy me rather than specially devised methods of torture.
I wish breathing was an exercise !
I wish libraries would pay dedicated readers to come and grace their premises. What a wonderful job that would be. Sigh !
I wish vegetables and other ingredients could talk, so that they could tell me the exact proportion of themselves needed for a particular dish( or would they scream bloody murder when I’m cutting them ? !)
I wish I could learn to accept compliments gracefully without trying to convince the other person how mistaken they are !
I wish I could retaliate the next time somebody acts condescending, instead of seething quietly.
I wish my brain wouldn’t go on strike whenever I go on a stage.
I wish shopping was declared a national sport so that I could say I was doing something for the country 🙂
I wish that everything I’ve wished on fallen eye-lashes could come true !