I haven’t chosen to work. If I could have, I would have happily stayed at home, looked after my kids, do charity work and read all day. Of course I would have had a cleaning lady 8 hours a day and 6 days a week. Could have been a cleaning man, for all that I care, but I have my doubts about ever even meeting one. I guess I’d need a wife to be honest, but I am far from being a lesbian and I am afraid that by now it is not exactly the kind of experience I would even remotely contemplate, even drunk. Sorry sisters.
So here it goes. I usually wake up around 7AM. I go straight to my computer and do my set-ups for the day, read the news and generally get prepared to play the market. I am currently in the UK and do spreadbetting – an invention that make most of our fellows US traders green with envy. The reason? No taxes on spreadbetting- as long as you don’t start making a decent living with it. Then the tax man cometh along… Life is unfair.
The kids are usually up by the time I reach my desk. The girls run around with hundreds of demands while I try to figure out what I am doing. Sometimes I am patient. Sometimes I find it hard, especially if they have woken me up during the night for a glass of water or because they had a nightmare or…whatever. Parents know what I am talking about, the others…Welcome to your future. My dear husband usually defuses the frustration by taking the girls in the kitchen for breakfast. Between 9AM and 11AM – depending on the frenzy of the market, I have a shower and my breakfast. Then I start cleaning the kitchen/ the bathrooms, doing the washing/the ironing, dusting/vacuum-cleaning, and so on. Life is so exciting.
Hubby prepares lunch. He cooks, helps me to do the dishes, do the shopping, get the bins out and fix all my computer’s problems. He supports me day and night. I have a great guy, I am flucky (=fucking lucky). Now he hasn’t fallen from heaven and he has heard my screams as well as the whole neighbourhood when I didn’t find him helpful enough. Under this aspect, we are normal.
In the afternoon I get ready for the US market. Still a learning process – so I play the indices. Or I try to play. Between 3PM and 5PM, I stop. I usually spend then time with my daughters. We go to the park, do some shopping, visit exhibitions, go to museums. When it rains, we watch dvds, play with dolls, cook. Then it’s dinner time – usually a light one unless we have guests. Then I do my homework, which consists in reviewing my trades of the day, study the whole FTSE 350, prepare my trades for the next day and set up my alarms.
Once I am finished, I go and read a story to Olivia and Eugenia, after their bath, given by my sweet other half. Then it’s play time. I watch a movie, I read a book, I learn some new strategy that I can use for my trading.
I’d wish I could hit the sack by 10.30PM but hubby has a tendency to remain up until midnight. we have to compromise- I end up falling asleep around 11.30 if I am lucky.
And then I start again. Is it worth it? When you have small children, suicide is not an option. Just kidding.

Hi, hello, bonjour, welcome.
As far as you’re concerned, my name is James. Not James Bond, not James Blond, just James. Although I have chosen a man’s name, I was born and still am a woman. I have 5 kids to prove it – with pictures and films handy for the ones who believe what they see only. But I won’t show you this as I prefer to remain anonymous for the time being. Why? Because I can’t stand the idea of being stopped on the streets and asked about any content of this blog. So here you go, you have a first clue: I am ambitious.
I was born in 1964. I do not look that old, but I am committed to not growing old gracefully. This said, there is no way I am going to put any botox in my face. Whoever had this idea is a genius : poison your wrinkles! Sounds great to me, but at the end, who are you poisonning really?
I have been brought up as a Catholic but I am very sorry to say I was never a believer. I was 4 the first time I discussed my beliefs and I remember vividly the spanking that ensued right after the words came out of my mouth. I have been nonetheless forced to go to church until I was old enough to fight back – which turned out to be around my 14th birthday. Second clue: I grew up in a violent family environment.
I stopped my studies before finishing University. I studied philosophy, French literature, Russian ( forgotten by now), and psychology. English is not my mother tongue so I hope you will forgive me any grammar, spelling and other sorts of mistakes.
I have been married twice. My first marriage started in 1989 and was over in 2000. I was then left with 3 lovely little boys. Their names in this blog are fictious . My first son, Alex, was born in 1993. The second, Luca, in 1995. The 3rd, Martin in 1997. I met my second husband in 2001 when I thought that I’d never find love and was quite resigned to it. We got married in 2003. We have 2 little girls together, Olivia, born in 2002 and Eugenia, born in 2004.
In 2003 I realized that we had more money coming out than coming in. So I had to go back to work. I previously had been a McDonald employee, a cleaning lady, a model, a translator and a teacher. But I had no degree and had been away from work for about a decade. Although I wanted to go back to University I still had the children to look after, so I had to find a solution. My first though was “Who would ever employ a 40-something woman who has 5 kids and has been out of the game for more than 10 years?” The only idea I could have was “I need money so I should go where the money is.” I registered to a course about trading. I had no idea how it worked, what it meant, whatever. But I had to start somewhere- so I did.
I have been learning trading since October 2005.
I have multiple interests. I like reading novels, magazines, and if there is none in sight I am able to turn towards dictionnaries and the yellow pages out of despair. I read psychology books, trading books and any books I am being given. I will review them through this blog. I like movies- I tend more towards chick flicks and oldies movies, but my sweet husband prefers horror, thrillers and teenage comedies, so you should have a full panorama of different tastes. I am interested in nutrition, politics, environment issues, embroidery, knitting, travels, alternative medicines, NLP, hypnosis, and a bunch of other things.
I don’t know how I do it. I have been asked many times, but I just don’t know. I am quite sure that one day, 20 years down the line, we – women- will wonder why we have put ourselves under so much pressure. But so far I am doing it.
So this is what this is all about- marriage, kids, job, trading, and the rest. The exception is that this blog is about me – so for once I will not figure at the end of the list.
I have to warn you: I am NOT a politically correct person. And I swear. And I am not always nice. So if you don’t like it, please, don’t bother me about it. I have better things to do. My knowledge may be limited sometimes and my opinoins are only mine. You don’t like it, change the page.
Hasta la vista…and welcome to my world.