Capacity. There are only so many hours in a day, even when it’s not a scarce-seven-hours St Lucy’s day.
There is only so much work that I can fit into three days, only so much voluntary admin that I can fit into a toddler’s nap. And then I have to switch off, put the laptop away. No more pressing on until the task is finished. I can’t get away with that any more. I can’t afford the egotistical luxury of being the go-to person any more: I have to direct inquiries elsewhere, ask for help, leave things undone.
I still have a lot to learn about this.
Kathleen Jowitt 