Friday, January 01, 2010

Happy New Year!

Hope everyone is doing well today; I'm sure some are recovering slowly from last night.  I'm doing ok actually but my wife is a bit under the weather.  We always stay at home and have a slightly luxurious meal and talk.  Making it to midnight isn't high on the hit parade and, sure enough, we didn't make it last night either.  Had a lot of good talk though. 

We are both getting excited about our trip to Florida in February.  We'll get to see family and friends that we haven't seen since we left in 2008.  We'll pretty much drop straight south and pick up I-10 and stay on it for 2,000 miles or so.  Navigation isn't too tough!  The other east-west interstate highways have too great a probability of bad weather to fool with.  Right now we are thinking the trip will be a month long; not a lot when you remember that the trip there will take probably five days & five days back.  We could make it in less time if we were willing to drive farther each day but life's too short for that.  Five or six hour days is our usual plan; gives us time to see a few sights, walk the dog and generally enjoy life a bit.

I did get one surprise last night.  My wife asked me to cook her steak a little more!  Now some people like a well-done steak but my wife has always gone for rare.  On the bbq I do hers 1.5 minutes on a side; now it comes out that they've been coming out a bit too rare.  Hmmm.  Wonder when she was planning on telling me?  Oh well, tastes change.

Speaking of tastes changing, I'm going to attack our portfolio beginning next week.  We've got way too much overlap in various mutual funds.  I'm looking for index funds that we can spread to get even more diversification.  In the last week I've read that the market is oversold and that it is fine; that there is a new housing bubble and housing is slowly recovering.  Who knows, but what are you going to do, you can't stand on the sidelines forever. 

Fear is an acid which is pumped into one's atmosphere.  It causes mental, moral and spiritual asphyxiation, and sometimes death; death to energy and all growth.  - Horace Fletcher

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