Don’t you wish some days . . .

there was no one around that you have to talk to.

you got paid what you were worth, just for that day.

you didn’t have to deal with morons.

that it was 85 and sunny instead of 35 and rainy.

that everything that is “cluttering your life” was gone.

that you were on vacation at a beach somewhere drinking a tropical, alcohol filled drink, rather than sitting at a desk.

that you could work on one project start to finish, without interruptions.

that the people that really irritate you would not come by the office today.

that you could spend the whole day with your son in the park.

that you could spend a whole evening with your wife, just catching up, eating wings and drinking your favorite beer.

that you were 6’4” instead of a generous 5’9”.

that your metabolism never slowed down and was still working at a 20 year olds’ pace.

that if you had facebook.com and myspace.com when you were in high school and college so that you wouldn’t have lost touch with so many of your old friends.

that you could win the lottery and buy that Slurpee machine you always wanted.

that every Friday was “Play 18 holes of golf” day.

that the lawn mowed its’ self.

that you actually knew what was wrong with your car and you could fix it yourself.

that someone would say “thank you” for a project that you did for them at the last minute.

that instead of telling you what’s wrong with them, once they would ask you how you are doing.

that you and your brothers all lived in the same town again.

that you had your 1978 hairstyle back.

that you knew what the future holds.

that you could stay home all day and play video games.

that your blog was always this easy to write.