Yes you read that title correctly, I do to day trading. The day I married my husband was the day I realized I married day trading.
Day trading has become an equal partner in my marriage like my husband. This blog is being written to document the journey of my husband becoming a day trader and how I stand by his side. When he began, I could barely find information on day traders and even less information on the spouse or significant other of the day trader. I wanted to create s space to connect with others involved with a day trader, to speak about our fears and how we can support each other.
So this story begins:
Marriage, a blessed sacrament that unifies two people, unifies families, lives and goals. In my short marriage of five months, I have learned that although we had been in a relationship for the last 6 years, we now actually have one life to live side by side.
My husband,Carlos Alvarez, has a current Bachelor’s degree from the University of South Florida in International Business. He used it for a year or so and decided he hated his current field. Flash forward months and were both starting a strapless bra business which eventually lead nowhere, flash forward more months (insert arguments here) and were starting an organic Castile soap business. Let’s just say I still have boxes of unopened soap sitting in my garage and occasionally I’ll crack a bottle open to use as dish soap.
I did not want my husband unemployed, I am a nurse with a growing career, how dare I have an employed husband. He agreed to get his Certified Nursing Assistant certificate and worked in an assisted living facility for a while.
On July 22, 2017 we entered holy matrimony.
On July 22,2017 day trading and I entered holy matrimony.
My husband had been toying with the idea of day trading for a while but only until recently did he commit. I thought to myself, great another business endeavor that will go nowhere. He knew those were my thoughts. He used caution when bringing up the topic, but we were newly weds, the magic still was clinging on our skin.
Perhaps a month later, he quit his job and was committed to finishing a second degree to get into medical school ( plan B) and has six monitors in the living room to be able to day trade at ease.
I am now financially responsible for his tuition, mine, bills, daily expenses and oh yeah a mortgage! ( Insert panicking emoji here)
So how do I deal?
Stay tuned for the next blog!