Monday, January 02, 2012

So, do I go to the Gray Havens now?

(In case you don't know what I'm talking about, review this post for some context.)

I made one major mistake when we loaded up the car and headed to Georgia two weeks ago.

I forgot Mr. Mustachio and in doing so, fundamentally failed in my role as Forkmaster. I had previously boxed Mustachio up and he was waiting, patiently waiting beside my keys and wallet every day. But as things that sit for so long often do, it became scenery and I quit noticing it. So, in the rush of getting ready to leave, it was abandoned like Kevin in "Home Alone."

Somewhere around Northern Kentucky, it dawned on me what I had done. But it was too late to turn around. So I began mulling over what I would say to my family when we gathered. How would I tell them that the transfer of the Forkmaster responsibilities would be delayed? Sure, like the Ring, the power of Mustachio had twisted our minds during the past year, and we all know that the Bearer of a Fork of Power is loathe to give it up. But would I be exposed as a feeble-willed Boromir, or would I stand up strong like Sam, temporary Ring Bearer though he might be. Could I give it up properly?

Once we got home, I began my preparations. I found suitable reference materials in LotR to explain my mistake. I wrote a warning note to those who next bear the responsibility. And I reluctantly let Mustachio move on.

You can see what I provided by visiting my Tumblr page, which is linked here.

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