Oh the irony.
This edition of the Foolsletter was going to be easy.
I was simply going to edit and update something that I wrote quite a while ago.
And?
Somehow?
The file I want is gone.
Where did it go?
I’ll never know.
There are however a few gaps in my google drive that I can’t explain.
Perhaps I was going over and did some mass deleting.
Luckily, the photos from the past are still sticking around.
Some of the writing and compiling that I did between June of 2020 and February of 2021 is not.
And this is no longer within my control.
I’m frustrated.
And this is a great segue for a bit on zones of control.
The last few Foolsletters were about roadkill.
When a squirrel runs under our car, frequently that’s beyond our control.
Swerving to avoid something that’s dead already?
Those reactive impulses are things we can learn to control.
The fact that I deleted a really great bit on zones of control?
Well, I can’t do anything about that anymore.
So.
There are the things we can control.
That’s where we can actua…
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