Yup,got all the way to professional status.
One kinda funny story on the subject was 15 or so years ago.Maybe 20?Anyway,I was knocking down huge construction/cabinet jobs and the money was flowing pretty well.This came to a screaching halt when we started putting 4 boys through college.
I was into early'ish #700's...and flat top Savage 10/110's.Like a kid in a candy store with money burning a hole.They all would end up looking about the same.Harris bpod,sporters and light varmint rigs,synthetic stocks sprayed a sagey green with black spider webs.These were hunting rigs with appropriate scopes.
One day,for whatever reason....10 or so were out of the safes.Just can't remember why they were all lined up?Might've been cleaning the safes?
Anyway,all of these rigs had been snuck in.
Well in her once in a Blue moon that the wife EVER comes into our shop.....think sneaking a long gun is interesting,try a two ton pce of equipment.She just never comes into the shop....probably the noise,which is why she doesn't shoot.
She walks in and there's an 8' long line of rifles.I'm sort of....uhh ohh.She stops and stares at them,looong pause.Then just shakes her head and walks off.Now understand,we're working on 40 years of bliss.And these rigs weren't pit together overnight.
Every once in a while she'll drop a hint of that day.Now it's not as fun,just tell her it's for one of her boys and she'll gift wrap the dang box,sheeesh.