I won 5 million dollars yesterday.
Who knew that a lifetime of financial security would come from a split second decision.
After dinner the other night, there was left over salad that had been sitting out. I wanted to save it for lunch the next day, but Erin said it would be gross.
"I'll bet you five million dollars you will not eat that," she said. We shook on it.
I admit that as I was eating it the next day, there were challenging moments. (Nothing important is gained without a degree of difficulty.)
It helped to imagine the lettuce was cold, sautéed spinach. That, and thinking about my future plans for the five million got me through.
Erin chimed in as I was eating, " You have to finish at least half to win the bet."
"Ha,Ha,Ha," I laughed to myself.
I was already two thirds of the way through it. "What the heck," I thought. "I'll eat the whole thing!"
Still, I couldn't help but think how this was the easiest five million I had ever earned.
No real test of my creative ability. No painting or writing for months on end. No failing, succeeding, failing, succeeding....I just had to chew.
And it's supposed to be all about the journey, right?
Then there was my guilt for taking advantage of Erin's naiveté.
After all these years she should know I'll eat anything.
It has been remarked that if I was the character in Green Eggs and Ham, the book would end on page one.
I love good food, but I'm not picky if I'm hungry.
Clearly I won the bet fair and square, but there's already talk of "deferring" payment.
If that should happen it won't be the end of the world.
I know she's good for it.