stuff of life

In the grand scheme of things, a week isn't really a long time.

It's feeling like a long time at the moment. It's been over a week since Mrs theWeir (and I) had a decent nights sleep. And the weeWeir isn't to great either.

No exercise in over a week either, which often doesn't help.

But in this week, we've had some great times with friends. Sharing life with family, and been through some *fun* times at work.

It is all life, and I am grateful for every breath. Even the ones that result in a cough.

I'd like to avoid this becoming too much of a repeated pattern though.