This week at work has been stupid busy. Supposedly summer months on my team are historically slow ... but this year has not been like years past. Every day we've had multiple 50-state orders ... and those are the worst. A 50-state order can take sixty to ninety minutes to complete ... meanwhile the queue is backing up and we're getting calls asking why jobs are sitting there untouched.
So I was sitting at my desk ... stressing out ... ignoring multiple e-mails and texts from J who was in the middle of an epic moonfest over his newest girl, Stitcher. I was tired and frustrated and more than a little overwhelmed.
And then I got an e-mail from Stoney ... just a normal, "How you doing this morning?" kind of thing. I stopped what I was going and took 60 seconds to write him back ... and then continued chipping away on the monster order I took. Over the next half hour or so, we wrote back and forth ... snippets of peace in the middle of a virtual shit storm.
I'm not one of those squeeing girly girls ... but at one point he wrote something that was special. I'm not gonna lie ... I was sitting there a little weepy ... trying to play it cool cause I don't want my co-workers getting all gossipy or thinking somebody died.
It's hard to trust people when you've been hurt ... and everybody's been hurt. It's a wonder that anyone over the age of 12 trusts anyone at all. We e-mailed ... and we talked ... and he made me feel better and special and loved. No, the work didn't let up. I was busy until the moment I said, "Screw it," and shut my computer off for the night. But it was alright ... because I was still smiling.
Thanks, Stoney ... for making my day a little better and my load it a little lighter.
I Know My Heart Can Stay With My Love
It's In The Hands Of My Love
And My Love Does It Good
Wings - My Love