We sat around our table, boxes as companions, drinking champagne from antique glasses supping on Chinese takeout on paper plates. We toasted Jan who in one week had prepared, boxed and cleared out twenty-eight years of possessions.
The new buyers offered a cash deal if we could be out in two weeks, but we lost the first week because we were on vacation. The new tenants asked to buy our lawn-mower, freezer, three desks, some mirrors and some other items. We made them a very good price offer, and they countered with $100.00.
We kept the mower and the mirrors and I took $101.00 worth of pleasure of donating everything else to charity.
Moral: Look for win/win propositions that are fair. Sometimes you might just screw yourself.
I have this tiger-fork.
Not much use in a gun fight. It requires lots of space to swing an seven foot trident about. I suppose a police report might read, both the chandelier and the burglar were rendered inoperable, but a properly trained martial artist can use a tiger fork to disarm a swordsman. Catch the sword in the down stroke, one twist sends the sword flying, the other end of the trident sweeps his feet out from under him and a quick flip of the giant spear and the downed adversary can consider the point of rising, or not.
When Sifu Mohr drilled us over and over on its use like so many martial artists I would imagine fighting a real tiger. But there are no tigers in the US. Instead I imagined fighting a mountain lion in Wyoming. I studied them and their habits. Mountain lions prefer stealth, and if my blood didn’t turn to water seven feet of spinning steel might just send one deciding on a different venue for lunch. I never saw a mountain lion near our cabin and in fact I never took the tiger fork anywhere but class and the back yard. Still I had many battles, some of which I won and others….
The tiger fork has spent many years tucked in a corner of the attic. In fact when I hefted it, I was surprised how heavy it is now. It’s really just a possession, one that I care about, but it owns me as much as I own it.
We are moving to a smaller place. One where a tiger fork would be an encumbrance. I’ll keep it to the last day then we will both be free.