Ok, I’m just about at the end of me. I’m tired, I’m fried and I’m starting to hate numbers. Being alone with numbers especially. It’s amazing how quickly you can twist yourself into a pretzel when dealing with account reconciliations and adjusting journal entries and discrepancies and rounding and pennies here and there. It’s been enough to make me question who I am. I mean… Lundie… hating numbers???
What’s up with that?!?