Elements of control

The last two weeks have been school holidays, which was intended to mean instead of losing ~2 hours a day to getting E to and from school I would be spending that time at work. Unfortunately for the first week a mild-but-enough-to-mean-stay-home head cold struck the human members of the household (I was still able to work from home, but at decreased efficiency) and this week even with the boys visiting mornings have been really hard. Back to not being able to get myself out of bed hard, compounded by what I have come to realise is a bad case of revenge procrastination keeping me awake on my phone until well after I should be asleep.

So this post is about control, or the lack thereof which I have been wrestling with (and losing). Arguably despite /feeling/ in control of my life for much of it I have very rarely actually tried to exert any, being mostly comfortable with where the flow of things took me. I may have regrets...
( snip )