Sparkle

8:30pm and it's a late bedtime.

Mrs theWeir and the weeWeir are just back from a school film night. Frozen sing-a-long.

The wee-estWeir and I politely declined the invitation.

A funny old day, being at home for breakfast and the walk to school, the doctors waiting room for longer than anticipated. Then on to work.

Plenty of things done at work, a run and home for swap over as the singers went along.

Bedtime, clear up, dinner and an email onslaught to to be tackled.

We can't click our heels and make things better. But we can identify when there's a problem and intentionally do something about it.

I think that's wisdom. But I could be wrong.