Boomer

Fellas I finally figured it out. Sold the brokerage. Sold the mutual funds. Rolled the whole 401k into this little $BOOMER thing. The one that just sits there and drips you SPY while you do absolutely nothing. I am not watching charts. I am not refreshing the news. I am not arguing with some kid on CNBC. I am on the 14th fairway with a cold glass of wine, sun on my face, and the market is paying me like I bought the dip in ’87 and never sold. House paid off. Shares never sold. Strategy: none. Cortisol: zero. You boys keep sweating the Fed and the elections and whatever TikTok stock of the week. I’ll be at the clubhouse. Tee time 9:30. Don’t call unless it’s about dinner. Bought the dip. Never sold. Now I’m just collecting SPY and playing golf. That’s the whole program.