Stress relief?

I don’t recall having a week as stressful as this week has been, ever. Period.

This week has been nothing but one big huge ball of stress. It must be getting to Stud.

Last night I’m laying in bed trying to fall asleep. Stud has been in bed for about 3 hours before me so he was doing some heavy snoring laying on his stomach all sprawled out. All of the sudden, he raises up on his elbows, turns towards me and shouts “Cows are out!”

I jumped about a foot, and said “What?”  All confused like.

He turns towards me again and says “Cows are out!”

Next thing I know, he’s kicking his legs, twitching and then BAM, falls dead asleep for the rest of the night.

I think he finally released the stress.

A Love Like Ours by Becky Wade

In A Love Like Ours by Becky Wade, Lyndie James and Jake Porter were childhood best friends. Life happened and they find their way back together as adults, only they are different people now and find it difficult to even be friends, much less anything else. . With physical and emotional baggage pulling them apart, a shared love for an amazing horse brings them back together.

Becky Wade is a wonderful wordsmith who makes you think, feel sad, and happy all at the same time. I always count on her books to lift me up and teach me a thing or two. A Love Like Ours did not disappoint. I loved learning a little about the horse racing world, gaining a bit of insight into the world of the worlds elite race horses, their trainers and owners. With a beautiful background, and a great backstory, A Love Like Ours by Becky Wade is a great read, just in time for a summer fictional getaway!

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About the book:
A Love Like Ours (Bethany House, May 2015)

Former Marine Jake Porter has far deeper scars than the one that marks his face. He struggles with symptoms of PTSD, lives a solitary life, and avoids relationships.

When Lyndie James, Jake’s childhood best friend, lands back in Holley, Texas, Jake cautiously hires her to exercise his Thoroughbreds. Lyndie is tender-hearted, fiercely determined, and afraid of nothing, just like she was as a child. Jake pairs her with Silver Leaf, a horse full of promise but lacking in results, hoping she can solve the mystery of the stallion’s reluctance to run.

Though Jake and Lyndie have grown into very different adults, the bond that existed during their childhood still ties them together. Against Jake’s will, Lyndie’s sparkling, optimistic personality begins to tear down the walls he’s built around his heart. A glimmer of the hope he’d thought he’d lost returns, but fears and regrets still plague him. Will Jake ever be able to love Lyndie like she deserves, or is his heart too shattered to mend?


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Becky Wade is a native of California who attended Baylor University, met and married a Texan, and moved to Dallas. She published historical romances for the general market, took time off to raise her children, then felt God nudging her to pursue contemporary Christian fiction. Becky’s work has been a finalist for both a RITA and an INSPY Award.
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Blame the suits.

I work for a call center.

I am inbound only, I’m not that annoying person calling you during supper at night trying to sell the latest greatest cleaning product.  Nope.

I am the one on the other end of the line when you call a company with a problem.

Yeah, I’m the one that gets yelled at all the time.

I happen to be blessed enough to work for a company that currently we do mainly data entry stuff. Our callers aren’t calling in to yell, scream, complain or gripe about their bill. Usually.

The company I work for has instituted upsells. I hate upsells. Basically on every call that comes in there will be something additional for us to try to get them to buy.

As a call center agent, yes the calls are recorded for quality. Every single call. And there are folks who listen to these calls. These folks grade us on our calls. Those grades affect our money. And can also say whether we keep our job or not.

With these new upsells, my company has instituted another new policy, one that says if we do not try to do the upsell, we fail our call. There are a few reasons why we don’t have to make the attempt at the upsell, but even those are rare.

Tonight, my boss and I graded one of my calls.

The gentleman calling in began the call screaming at me. He was ticked. I understood why he was upset, and it so happened to be related to the upsell that came up on his call.

The upsell wanted me to push the guy and try to talk him in to the very thing he was calling in to complain about.

I declined to do the upsell.

My boss pretty much brought me to tears over it.

I told him, I was not going to try to sell him the exact thing he was calling in to complain about. That would have just made him more irate, causing him to yell more, scream more, and quite frankly I didn’t want to hear it. So, one of the reasons we can not do the upsell is if a caller is irate. I marked that he was irate and the reason he was upset.

Supposedly that gets us off the hook.

Guess I was wrong about that.

I failed my call.

Because I refused to do something that would make an already unhappy caller, even more unhappy.

That’s why you get so many pitches when you call in to a company.

Don’t blame the one answering the phone.

Blame the suits who think its a good idea.

Happy

My Mother’s Day turned out a lot better than I expected. The day before kind of stunk, it was the day my emotions decided I should miss mom. So I did. I allowed myself to cry and remember mom the way I wanted to. It was cathartic.

Mother’s day, I was determined to make the best of. I knew it would be rough with it being the first one without mom, but throw in that Son2 wasn’t going to be here either… it was my first one without all my kids as well.

Oldest had bragged all week that he had the best present ever, and that I better get over myself or I would ruin it for everyone. He and The Girl had went to visit her family the night before and spent the night, so they weren’t here for most of the day. They called Stud when they were almost home and told him to put me in our bedroom with the door closed while they set my gift up.

It really was going to be a doozey.

I waited until Stud came and got me, walked in the living room with my eyes closed while Oldest was saying something about a jacuzzi. I opened my eyes to a bouquet of flowers. Gorgeous flowers, bright, beautiful, cheery ones. I love them. Then Oldest says “Girl has a vase for you” and point behind me.

I turn around and instead of girl, there stand Son2.

I’m crying as I type it just thinking about it.

They had planned for a couple of weeks for Son2 to make the trip down.

I immediately started the ugly cry.

I’ve cried off and on since then.

I know its only been a month since he moved away, but this mama’s heart feels like its been forever.

He leaves to go back home tomorrow. But at least for now, my house is full.

My boys and girl are all home.

I am a happy Mama. .