Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sometimes it's easy...
...to get the idea that you are conjuring the universe to your benefit. Case in point: I’ve been fretting for months about getting rid of some expensive lawn equipment, including a riding mower. It’s fairly new, in pretty good shape, and it’s just been sitting under the carport for a year, decaying from lack of use. Before I left to go to Chicago last weekend, I swore to myself (and at myself) that I would do something about it as soon as I got back. Monday morning I woke up with a little pang of dread--How am I going to unload that effing lawn mower?
Of course, I got busy with the day and put it all out of my mind for the umpteenth time. Around 10 am the dogs commenced the special whooping commotion that they save for human intruders. I heard the rumble of a truck out front and went to the door. A weathered man about 60 climbed out of the cab. He was looking for a guy who lived down this way who had a riding lawn mower for sale. He mentioned a name I’d never heard. I told him I didn’t know the house he was looking for, but I happened to have a lawn mower to sell. I said it mostly just to make conversation, but he bit immediately. “Where is it?”
We looked, we dickered, and even though it wouldn’t start he wound up handing me a little pile of cash and driving away with the thing, along with some other unwanteds. I let him have it all for less than I’d hoped to get, but the whole thing was so fluky, I was reluctant to bargain too hard for fear of insulting the household gods who were clearly trying to smile on me.
I wouldn’t think too much of this incident, except it’s just one in a string of synchronicities that have occurred in my life over the past week, all of them helpful, or at least amusing. I ought to be enjoying my lucky streak but it’s a little unsettling to feel that the universe is paying attention.
Chance crowning a sleeping man, Paolo Veronese, 1560-61