Stop Forcing It

I expected choppy conditions heading into today.  If the surprise nature of the early strength paired with the digestion of Uncle Carl’s special video wasn’t enough, we had the added chopping effect of a Consumer Confidence report.  A younger Raul would attempt to press trades on days like this, often firing 20-30 trades by noon only to open up the old p/l which would be a mild shade of green before my broker got paid.  Then it was a losing endeavor.  At that point I would overeat at lunch, usually an extra fatty burger, then sit in a comatose state until I was dismissed, completely controlled by mother market.

Gone are these days, I tell you.  I have bigger battles, like world dominance.  With new responsibilities came the need to streamline my process.  In short, I trade less.

Anyhow, I only had one trade thus far this morning, right around 11:25am, a long.  It lasted just under 4 minutes and earned me another week of freedom from corporate oppression.  It’s cool, yes?