I love the end of the month, because it is a way where we can all come together and assign tasks to each that we have been procrastinating for the whole month. I think it brings us father apart as friends and family and co-workers. I like to think of the last day of the month, as a house building project.
The end of the month is the part where the electrical people leave the wires sticking out, the basement crew leave a faucet running that starts a flood, the heating duct people turn the heat all the way up, and window people break the glass in the windows. The heat starts a fire, the water connects with the electrical wires, there is glass all over the ground, and the house burns to the ground and everyone in the house comes out of the house, burnt, electrocuted, bloody and glass shards stuck in their skin.
Then, the next day, the first of the month we regroup and build the house again. Bitterly.