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A Regular Day
I was woken from my sleep by my phone’s alarm. I silenced it and checked the time — yes, market hours had arrived.
These days the stock market opens at 3:30 AM Hawaii time, because the Mainland has switched to daylight saving. We don’t bother with that back-and-forth in Hawaii. The advantage of living on islands that are considered perpetually summer. Though this year we practically lived through a winter. Temperatures dropped to 60°Fs. Constant rains caused flooding in many parts of the islands. The few days the sun didn’t show had us asking, “What’s happening to us? Are we in Cleveland?” On the morning news, Guy Hagi went quite a while without being able to say, “The world’s most beautiful weather.” Thankfully, last week the Trade winds came back and life returned to normal. These winds are Hawaii’s cooling and humidity-clearing system. A friend who recently took a cruise to Australia was describing Guam as the Trade-wind-free version of Hawaii — meaning hot and humid.
I quietly got out of bed and settled in front of my laptop in the living room. The market had just opened; I was a bit rusty since I hadn’t paid much attention to stocks for a while. I reviewed the prices. Since I’d been thinking that taking long-term positions in the market these days was madness, I’d converted everything to cash over the past two or…
