The market is up today, so many might have sweet dreams. With the intensity of the final weeks of the long, long, long presidential campaign going hand-in-hand with market woes, I've been thinking of what mothers do when things get intense. Cook something comforting, have a cuppa tea, and.... hum. Really, there is something good about the vibrations that come from humming. Some women work out stress by going into cleaning mode.
Mothers coo and cluck and fluff and shush-- mothers of all ages. We need to know the remedies and what works best, when to apply them and when to just.... hmmmmm. Let things be, protect the nest, settle back or go on attack. Well, too bad Mr. Clean can't go clean up the messes since the dude is dead (may he have sweet dreams in the hereafter). When times get tough, the Queen goes to work at McDonalds. (this is humor).
Today, Monday, is the first trading day after the anniversary of the '87 stock market crash known as Black Monday, and, these pesky financial bugs are more complicated now and have been making many toss and turn. Our Global Financial Crisis -- as we've named it -- closed Friday at a stable state after a volatile two weeks. Just like bedbugs are tough to deal with, these weeks and months are requiring fixes. So... dum de dum, hummm, hummm. Sweet dreams.
update: My Oklahoma friend tells me that Norman, OK artist Mike Wimmer created the "new" Mr. Clean back in the late 80's. The guy he used for Mr. Clean is a local firefighter and dad to one of her daughter's high school friends.