The emotional rollercoaster of being a market trader

So, tomorrow will mark 12 weeks of trading at Greenwich market and it has to be said that the good days haven't been as numerous as the bad days.  Now, don't get me wrong, I don't expect to become a millionaire from the market (well not yet anyway :-)), it's just that it's so flipping hard on those days when I look like the Michelin man from all the layers of clothes, the cold is so extreme that I've lost all sensation in my extremities and to add to the misery, I haven't sold a single picture.  On the flip side, there is the incredible feeling I get when someone buys one of my photographs.  I'm grateful for every single customer and even some of those who don't buy, have come with interesting tales to tell and the compliments are always flowing, so it's not all bad!  My best mate says it's all about the power of positive thought and she is right.  There will always be bad days and I'm lucky to have a partner who knows how to lift my spirits after a particularly bad one.  The trick is to remember those good days and the fantastic people who pass through the market and stop to chat.  I will persevere, I mean the business isn't even three months old yet, but if I had a pound for every time a person said to me, "I'll be back..." or "I'm just going to the cash machine..." (still waiting for the terminal!)... I would be a millionaire by now!

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