Flying Pigs

I guess we've reached the time in our collective lives when pigs must now fly, because all the good things we want but held at bay by saying , well, you know, must now be part of our everyday expectation. I will be on time.(mostly) I will change all the light bulbs to cf's. I will take the stairs instead of the elevator.
And on and on. Lovely golden pigs. How many are there?