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Wishful Ten

Ten Things I Wish for Constantly

A Device That Remotely Switches Off Smart Phones: I promise, I would only use it when I see someone texting and driving, or in the checkout line so I don't have to listen to what have to be the stupidest conversations I've never wanted to hear.

Books That Surprise Me: Occupational hazard, I suppose, but I hardly ever find anything with a plot I can't completely predict by chapter two anymore.

Bras That Fit Me: Bali wireless has come the closest, but I still have issues with the way the cups are constructed and the too-chunky straps. My girls are tired of being squashed or unsupported.

Eye Drops that Last All Day: One fallout from cataract surgery X 2 is that I have dry eyes all the time, and have to use hydrating drops. Systan Ultra are about the best, but after eight hours they wear off.

Food Product Seals that I Can Remove Without Asking for Help: Another byproduct of old age, I guess. It's getting harder and harder for me to unseal things. And hello, almond creamer makers, yours are glued on so tightly I practically have to use pliers to get them off.

Hair Bands That Never Lose Their Elasticity: Most days I wear my hair in a ponytail, and I'd like not to have to buy new elastics every three months because they're shoddily made with crap elastic.

Health Insurance Simple Plan Explanation: At this point I'm just guessing I have good insurance.

Organic Produce That Doesn't Cost an Arm/Leg: Because, you know, it does.

Shoes That Fit Me: Alas, I have duck feet. A lot of people I know also have duck feet. Please make shoes that don't smash our toes together.

Uninterrupted Writing Time: I love my guy, but having him home with me all day makes me wish for a button I could push to send him to an alternate universe where I am also retired and love to hear about his latest handyman project. Here I have a job, sadly.

What are you always wishing for? Let me know in comments.

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Comments

nightsmusic said…
I would wish for a button I could use to turn off those darned earbud phone receivers. I cannot STAND walking through the grocery and having some jerk shouting on a one sided conversation that's nobody's business but theirs. UGH!

I wish I had a radar gun and could write tickets to the people who do 80 in our 55 zone.

I wish someone could find out what's physically wrong with me though with my EBV levels so high, I've had a recurrence of my mono and can't tell you how much tonnage my arse weighs right now trying to drag it around the house. (Well, you asked!)

I wish I could gut my house and change the entire floorplan around. Anyone who thinks putting a half bath door right across from the eating area in the kitchen is a moron. There are other problems, but that's a big one. Love the property, hate the house...

I've got more, but I'll quit for now.

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