I knew how much longer Joe will be unemployed.
I lived closer to my sister.
I could pick up the phone and call my Mom.
I could find the motivation to walk again.
My extraction site didn't still hurt.
We could afford to go out to dinner for Joe's birthday on Sunday(or that I could afford to get him a present).
I didn't have to spend the money I won on the radio on a new set of tires.
We could take the job Joe was offered in another city and just pack up and move away. They couldn't offer him enough hours per week to warrant us doing so.
The weather would cool down again.
I could go to sleep right now. Insomnia sucks.
What are you wishing for?