Usually I become enraged when the NY Times tries to profile "ordinary people" with their Bugaboos and private schools. And if I were the woman at the beginning of this article, I would be enraged by today's attempt. But, I have to say, this time they captured S's and my reality, even to the emails and phone calls (yesterday I opened the final September statement--statements that, like the guy in the article, I used to not open for weeks--and texted S the sum total of our losses, as of September 30, which means I don't even want to think about today).
I think I'll go be happy about gay marriage in Connecticut, the Red Sox, the Phillies, and the beautiful weather, at least for a few hours...
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so what I want out of an article like that is some advice--because that's me, too, except it's NOW that I don't want to open the statements. I used to feel fine about it, even if there wasn't going to be quite enough, because there was so much more than nothing. Now, what are we supposed to do?
I remember having a conversation about a year ago with our financial adviser about the amount of risk that we had in our portfolio, and how much longer we had to have that level of risk, and I said, somewhat blithely, "well, we're still ten years out from college."
Now wishing I had had more of a short-term view.
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