I’ve had enough of being sick. This has gone on for too long, and I am tired of the whole coughing and nose-blowing thing.
There’s not enough really good Italian restaurants in town. We need some really good Italian restaurants — not chain restaurants, but family owned and authentic.
One season of The Ninth Doctor of Doctor Who was not enough.
We definitely haven’t got enough storage space in our house. Or maybe we have more than enough stuff. Possibly some could be thrown away.
Winter can be over now. I’ve had enough of the cold and the snow, and I want to start going for walks outside everyday again. I could certainly do some of my errands on foot.
I can’t get enough of those Chapman’s fudgesicles these days, the no sugar added ones. I could eat a billion.
Sometimes it feels like it will be forever until we have completed our adoption work and have a child, and other times, we haven’t got nearly enough time or money to get ready.
I’ve had enough of Opus yelling, already.
We haven’t got enough money to finish our basement now, which is a drag. It’d be great to have that space finished.
I’m hungry enough for both of us right now, I tell you.