Not business as usual

I was born and raised in a suburb of Stockholm, Sweden. For over 25 years, I have lived within Stockholm city limits. Sweden, as most people know, has not shut down its society. With the exception of the upper secondary and university education which are conducted at a distance, the younger children go to school as usual.

Swedes are good at obeying advice and guidelines, ie everyone who can work from home does so. This has led us to apply a kind of voluntary "quarantine". Because of this, large parts of Stockholm's inner city are almost deserted. Many shops and restaurants have closed, some temporarily and others permanently. The few people who go out use social distance.

The picture that life goes on as usual in Stockholm, Sweden, is not true at all.

Time to make a decision

The closer I get to the end of Q1, the more I think about what values ​​I can accept in the margin of error to consider that they are within the tolerances. Given that I trade in foreign currency, the American dollar, I am not only affected by the downturns and upturns of the stock prices. My trade is also affected by brokerage and exchange fees.

These costs affect my purchasing power and thus my portfolio value. The percentage unit I set when calculating my future compound interest rate is below the actual percentage unit. Now I just have to decide what tolerance values ​​I am willing to accept in the document that shows my future compound interest.

Impossible mission

In the midst of all this chaos that currently exists, we have received some smaller dividends. Our plan to buy over time is firm. This means that this money will be put to use.

How we will be able to make acquisitions without looking at the value of the portfolios is a much more difficult task than writing scripts for a Blockbuster movie.

Sometimes it's nice not being able to work from home

Since yesterday, the world's most perfect child's school has been teaching via a platform. During breakfast this morning, he said that everything except the microphone on my iMac worked just fine.

I quickly searched the iMac for a built-in microphone. After testing it, I thought everything was in order. Just when I was about to go, Junior says the microphone still doesn't work. Since I almost had one foot outside the door already, I asked him to ask his dad for help instead. When I put on my shoes, I hear a loud discussion from the office.

My husband: "How should I be able to test the microphone when both it and the camera are turned off?"

My son: "I turned off the camera and microphone because you only have underwear and a t-shirt on. I don't want my classmates to see you in underwear and hear your sour morning mood!"

I closed the door and left.

He has so much to say

On average, it is said that a woman speaks 20,000 words a day while a man reaches up to 7,000 words. Of course there are exceptions and our son is one of them. I'm not lying, he can barely handle a day without 35,000 words. How he gets along with friends, handles school and golf is beyond my grasp.