The Wees

During my endodontristy experience yesterday, I was horizontal and above me was a show about home refurbishing. I found it a wee bit distracting.  The wee bit of nitrous I was breathing also helped to distract me from the drilling sounds.  The couple on the show had a wee issue with the backsplash tiles suggested by their contractor.  In the end, they decided the tiles were actually good.

When I got home, I sat on the couch and watched shows, changing the wee bits of blood soaked gauze in my mouth every 5 or 10 minutes.  I highly recommend a documentary called The Minimalists.  I would love to be a minimalist and live in a wee house with Husbandman and our corgi.  Today I'm asking, "Does this object bring even wee value to my life?" as I organize our living space.

In the evening, we finished up Season 3 of Broadchurch.  I like the Scottish detective.  He told his daughter to be careful about what she puts out there on social media.  "You're not a wee girl any more."  Broadchurch is a great show and you should watch it if you feel even a wee bit interested.  I do believe it could bring value to your life.