Unrealistic vs. Realistic

Unrealistic: The dog is old enough to be completely housebroken.
Realistic: The dog will make a big stinking mess ten minutes after being taken out and ten minutes before people are supposed to be showing up at our door.

Unrealistic: I know that I have all the ingredients on hand for the dinner I plan to make for my in-laws tonight.
Realistic: I have everything but not enough of everything and can't go the store for at least a couple hours which will not leave me enough time to make the dinner I planned, so I have to come up with plan B...quickly.

Unrealistic: My dear husband will get me a very sweet Valentines card (we aren't big into the whole Valentines Day thing, but he does acknowledge it).
Realistic: I got two cards from him (he had a backup in case I didn't like the first one)and one from the kids (that he picked out for them)...all of which were sorted out and passed around the dinner table in front of me to be signed by the appropriate person/people and then presented to me while I acted surprised.

Unrealistic: The kids will accomplish some school work this week even though we will have company because my in-laws will be gone some during the day.
Realistic: School ain't happening this week.

Unrealistic: The kids will spend the afternoon outside with their friends enjoying the beautiful day.
Realistic: I will force them off the computer/out of their rooms for about 30 minutes before they come back in because they are bored.

Unrealistic: The girls are in the same level in gymnastics, therefore they will compete at the same time, or at least on the same day.
Realistic: For the two meets with the most expensive admission fees and parking, they will compete on different days.

Unrealistic: When I ask if chores are done and everyone says yes, it's true.
Realistic: When I ask if chores are done and everyone says yes, I check and they are half to mostly done and then an argument breaks out over who was supposed to do the things that weren't done at all.

Unrealistic: Someday I'll get the laundry completely caught up.
Realistic: I'm never getting the laundry caught up.

Unrealistic: The kids will thank me someday for making them learn piano.
Realistic: The kids may have issues later in life because I forced piano lessons on them and have forgotten everything they learned.

Unrealistic: Girls will play nicely and quietly together with their friends.
Realistic: Girls will giggle, shriek, scream and sing along loudly to the most annoying Webkinz song they can find.

Unrealistic: Boys will talk to their friends when they are over.
Realistic: Boys will only talk to each other if it is about the video game they are playing or the target they are shooting. Otherwise they just sit in silence for a really long time and then the friend goes home. And they get upset if they can't do this on a regular basis.

Unrealistic: One of these days I'll have a couple of hours to myself.
Realistic: I may have to wait until I'm dead to have a couple hours to myself.

Unrealistic: Making plans for a 10 day trip to Italy with just my dear husband for our 20th anniversary in 2012.
Realistic: Dear husband says yes to the Italy trip as long as I can keep it to about $1000, which is about enough money for one plane ticket if that person rode in the baggage area underneath. I'm not giving up though - he just needs to have his opinion of how much things actually cost in the real world readjusted. So I will oblige...slowly...so the shock doesn't kill him. Because it would suck to take a 20th anniversary trip by myself.

Unrealistic: I will have the house clean, dinner made and everything ready for the in-laws' visit within the next couple of hours.
Realistic: If I continue to blog instead of get ready, I will turn into stressed out, screaming, time-pressured witch - one character that no one, including me, likes to have around.

So there you go...and since reality always wins in the end,I might as well stop fighting it and get busy!