I wish I could clean house every day. I wish that I could put a homemade meal on the table every night. I wish that i could get dressed, and fix my hair and make up every day. DH works long hard hours and I wish my appearance reflected that. I wish that my small son didnt understand that mom is sick and cant do the things he might like. I wish my grown DDs understood that mom is sick. I wish I had NRG and felt good. Those days are gone. I wish that car accident I was in at 16 hadnt robbed my family and myself of a future. I certainly have blessings to count...but I those are just things I was thinking about and the wishing started. I made the mistake of looking in the mirror. Ok...Im going to force myself outta these pjs!