Gotta love my mom…

I am spending a night at my mother’s place… it is way past midnight and everyone in the house is asleep but me. Suddenly mom appears at my door, all sleepy-eyed, and asks if I know what kind of anniversary it is?

I have no idea whatsoever.

Apparently it is two years since I registered myself as an entrepreneur. I find it hilarious that my mother remembers it, and I don’t.

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