Mom got up this morning, and went through her usual day hunting routine, then went to her day hunting gig.
She says she had to go hunt the ever elusive Month End. I believe that the way I believe in the Loch Ness Monster. Which is to say I don't believe it at all. Mom goes hunting for that damned Month End at least one Saturday a month, and she never catches it.Either that or she really sucks at it.
Good thing I'm better at what I do every day.
