What To Do When the World’s Ending
The Dow Jones is under 8600. If I were 50, I’d have taken a flying leap out of my window. My real estate deal is right at its end. It’ll either go through or die. If it dies, I have no idea where I’ll be living come December 1st. My 403(b) and IRA are worth less than the total money I’ve contributed into them. My cash is worth less every day. Cooler heads must prevail.
So to play the harp while Rome burns, I had lunch at Whole Foods today and found some red and French black lentils. The bulk foods are actually well-priced at the otherwise costly store. And their food really is exceptional quality, but I can’t afford that for every little thing I buy. The market is the way to go for most things. But it was nice to be back at Whole Foods. It’s actually much closer to my apartment than I remember it being and the walk down through neighborhoods full of Federalist houses during an Indian summer day helped take my mind off the stupid man I’m trying to buy from and the absolutely black economic news.
Get yourself together and avoid panic at all costs though fear is inevitable right now. Iceland’s bankrupt for godsake. ICELAND.
What are you doing to hold it together?


