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Highlights: It's my paranoia, intuition or insight, but my latest discussions with work about the stress levels and demands will result in my being phased out. Or perhaps it'll result in something good. Or both. I'm not sure. I mentioned previously how hard it is to just 'trust' that somebody will see value in you and allow you to take a needed hiatus. But as a business owner, I'd be covering my ass too. I get that. And it's ok. I think whatever will happen will happen. Meanwhile, even though I was going to be taking the day off today to get organized and stay sane, I still worked, attended meetings, and managed things well. I proposed a new structure of functional units and teams but got pushback. That's part of the problem – the lack of ability to define and evolve my team without somebody's approval and agreement. Again, it is what it is and will be what it will be. Enter Doris Day. Nothing else of significant substance to report beyond Jen's last sabbatical day. We took the dogs to Sweet Retreat to celebrate. Nothing for them, though. She's nervous and anxious and in good company. Yet another situation where whatever will be will be. We'll be ok. Sometimes I think the stress of trying to maintain employment is more than the stress of finding a simple individual contributor role would be.