I've always considered myself a very lucky person. Dad, Seabloke and Pilot love me; my cats are extremely attached to me; D is still with me; my friends don't hate me (I think).
Even my cleaning ladies are good to me. The first one, Mdm O, was with me for 11 years and retired last year. She would bring me breakfast everytime she came, and bought all my cleaning supplies when they ran out (I know nothing about cleaning products). When I brought her to my new home a few weeks ago, she cried when I walked with her around my neighborhood coz she had missed D and me so much....my bad for making the very sweet lady cry....
The second one, Maria, is from the Phillipines. She's been with me for more than a year. I think she has either a master or PHD in chemistry. Maria knows I'm so quiet I'd be mistaken for a mute, and will chat with me only when I look like I welcome a conversation. Today, I looked like I would eat people alive, and so she took the ironing to the kitchen to avoid having to open the blinds (I don't like sunlight). I didn't realize that she was in the hot kitchen until I got out of my losing trade. I felt so terrible I took her back to the living room, switched on the air-con for her, and drew open the blinds so she could iron in there. Then for the first time, I told her I was in a really lousy mood, and the market's driving me crazy. I told her how agitated I've been for the past 7 days, and how my own brain just wouldn't stop pushing me to the edge. She asked if I've considered taking up yoga. And I told her that THAT would really be an ultimate test of my patience. I told her how I have to take a stress relief pill everyday for the past 3 years just to get 4 hours of sleep and to keep me calm in the day. And even with my pill, I'm mostly NOT so cool. Maria was surprised. She said she couldn't tell from my demeanor. I thanked her for listening, and told her that I'd settle for nicotine instead of yoga for stress relief. Ha ha.
I'm not sure if I'm done for the day. I'm down by 225. I would have taken a worse hit had I not realized what I was doing. I was chasing the market the entire day, buying a wave 4 again. I knew I was buying in a wave 4 channel and I had wanted to be nimble...but once in trade, I would get totally irrational and unrealistic about the market.
This is just a really, really bad week. I've been impatient, agitated, easily distracted, and extremely rash with my trading. Knowing that I would do so much better if only I'd get a hold of myself just doesn't seem to help at all.
I really need to calm down before I can deal with the market again today. I've simply got to stop dwelling on the trades that I've missed, and believe that the market's always there. I scalp, so I'd always have many good setups a day, and there's really no need to keep beating myself up for missing a couple of them.
A few have asked if I've turned off comments. I did. LP, I'm turning comments page back on. Lonely's site is for cool conversations and cool gang (since when did Lonely become Godfather? LOL!). ;-)
Even my cleaning ladies are good to me. The first one, Mdm O, was with me for 11 years and retired last year. She would bring me breakfast everytime she came, and bought all my cleaning supplies when they ran out (I know nothing about cleaning products). When I brought her to my new home a few weeks ago, she cried when I walked with her around my neighborhood coz she had missed D and me so much....my bad for making the very sweet lady cry....
The second one, Maria, is from the Phillipines. She's been with me for more than a year. I think she has either a master or PHD in chemistry. Maria knows I'm so quiet I'd be mistaken for a mute, and will chat with me only when I look like I welcome a conversation. Today, I looked like I would eat people alive, and so she took the ironing to the kitchen to avoid having to open the blinds (I don't like sunlight). I didn't realize that she was in the hot kitchen until I got out of my losing trade. I felt so terrible I took her back to the living room, switched on the air-con for her, and drew open the blinds so she could iron in there. Then for the first time, I told her I was in a really lousy mood, and the market's driving me crazy. I told her how agitated I've been for the past 7 days, and how my own brain just wouldn't stop pushing me to the edge. She asked if I've considered taking up yoga. And I told her that THAT would really be an ultimate test of my patience. I told her how I have to take a stress relief pill everyday for the past 3 years just to get 4 hours of sleep and to keep me calm in the day. And even with my pill, I'm mostly NOT so cool. Maria was surprised. She said she couldn't tell from my demeanor. I thanked her for listening, and told her that I'd settle for nicotine instead of yoga for stress relief. Ha ha.
I'm not sure if I'm done for the day. I'm down by 225. I would have taken a worse hit had I not realized what I was doing. I was chasing the market the entire day, buying a wave 4 again. I knew I was buying in a wave 4 channel and I had wanted to be nimble...but once in trade, I would get totally irrational and unrealistic about the market.
This is just a really, really bad week. I've been impatient, agitated, easily distracted, and extremely rash with my trading. Knowing that I would do so much better if only I'd get a hold of myself just doesn't seem to help at all.
I really need to calm down before I can deal with the market again today. I've simply got to stop dwelling on the trades that I've missed, and believe that the market's always there. I scalp, so I'd always have many good setups a day, and there's really no need to keep beating myself up for missing a couple of them.
A few have asked if I've turned off comments. I did. LP, I'm turning comments page back on. Lonely's site is for cool conversations and cool gang (since when did Lonely become Godfather? LOL!). ;-)
