Someday...

Laudry encrusted with urine/feces/vomit will be the exception, rather than the rule. Even excessive amounts of drool will be unusual, limited to the pillowcases I've been napping with.

My keys will remailn on their hook be the front door, rather than being flung around violently and hidden under furniture.

I will experience a peaceful 24-hour period in which no one attempts to break my nose with his head.

No one will try to climb into my lap while I'm peeing.