I Hold On to Our Mutual Funds. I Sell Nothing.

And I begin to wonder if we will have a comfortable old age. I am not what you would call a hard worker. I am a plugger. I do what needs to be done and perhaps a little more, but I have always stopped to smell the flowers. If there are no flowers, I wander off the path and look for them. So I have always had a bit of fun as I move along. At the moment, that seems to have been wise.