While my attention was somewhere else the stock market took at tumble. I was having a great day. The garage was finally able to get my car in for some tires and a wheel bearing. An old friend connected with me and we shared coffee and conversation. My mechanic is retiring so we discussed his future plans.
Before going into town I put a big batch of New England Baked beans in the crockpot. It’s nice to come home to a warm house and a traditional dinner.
Then I checked the stock market and saw that it took a tumble. That did nothing to harsh my mellow. Maybe if I had more skin the game it would make a difference. For some folks the stock market is a real emotional roller coaster. Seems like a waste of energy to get upset about it.
Frankly, it wouldn’t surprise me if the market had a 1920s type crash. In fact, I’ve been kinda expecting a hard crash for years. It’s amazing how financial tricks have been able to kick the can down the road for as long as it has. I’ve learned not to bet against the financial gnomes.
When I was younger I was taught the market was a way to invest in companies and for them to get financing to grow. In my old and bitter years I’ve come to the conclusion that the markets aren’t much different from the rigged games in Vegas.
Just my opinion. Your mileage may vary.