AuntiE wrote:
My late Father and I had a standing joke as to which was more important, math sk**ls or reading/writing sk**ls. He use to tell me I had to be better at math to run my budget, balance my checkbook, etc. I use to look at him and say, "Daddy, if I cannot read, I do not know to call you (he was a CPA) if the IRS sends me letter about my taxes." :D The compromise was once per quarter I presented him with my checkbook. He went through it with his "fine tooth comb".
Sorry to be gone awhile, AuntiE...and others.
The Sgt. Major, with her unlimited capacity for mercy and compassion, issued me a temporary pass to spend time with friends for lunch and play.
Either that, or she wanted to be rid of me for a period of time.
I am back, and need to catch up with the latest postings.