This morning, I'm sitting in downtown San Antonio enjoying breakfast at the Marriott Riverwalk. And listening to the Batman soundtrack. And getting ready for this morning's Saturday Seminar across the street.
Here are my pancakes:
So what do these pancakes have to do with trading?
Usually, when you order pancakes for breakfast, the restaurant brings you like 700 pounds of flour mixed with eggs cooked on a griddle. And 45 pounds of butter. More than any reasonable person could ever eat.
But this morning, when Helen took my order to add some flapjacks to my breakfast buffet order, she disappeared and not much later brought me the plate you see at left.
Just two small pancakes. Perfect for a little guy like me that doesn't want to eat a monster breakfast before I speak.
Now, some may be thinking that such a small portion would not be enough and that's a ripoff. But she was happy to bring me more if I wanted them. More importantly, she brought me just the right amount and ensured that I wouldn't waste any food.
Do you approach your weekly trading like this? Are you happy with a portion of trading time that is right for you, or do you gorge yourself on trading? I worry when I see traders who have let their life pass by as they spend every waking moment in front of the flat panel monitors.
Have you portioned out your time so that you're not over-trading? So that your life is balanced and you have time for what is most important? I once spoke with a trader who installed red flashing lights in his home so that when he had a trade on, he could flip a switch and alert his family: then his family would be expected to remain quiet for the duration of the trade. He told me "my wife knows that when I flip that switch I can't be bothered."
What a complete idiot.
To paraphrase: if you gain the world in pips but you lose your family, it is all for naught.




