For some reason, it is similar for me. It's not like I measure things using the 200WMA, though. When she goes down, I shrug it off and know she'll come around eventually, so I stop calling her lest she thinks I'm a needy whiner. When she goes up, I try to figure out if, when, how much to sell. Until today, I haven't actually sold anything because I'm used to live semi-frugally, or to be more precise well within my means. One egg in my ramen feels like it's just right if not too often, certainly not every day. A hot dog, oh boy, that's reserved for Christmas.

I still like it a lot more when she goes up though. Go figure.