tree going down

Today, after sparring and black belt class, I came home and cut down a tree. A large sweet gum tree in our back yard that had grown and twined together with a red maple. The wife wanted the maple but not the sweet gum, so, Foster get to cut big tree down and it went boom! Actually, it didn't come down as planned. Oh, it came down, and fell where I wanted it to, it just decided to make it as challenging as possible. I placed a rope to the top and pull it with a come-a-long toward the direction I wanted it to fall. Then I made my wedge cut on the fall side, then cut it across the back side. It just shifted on the truck but stood there. Completely detached, but stood there, mocking me. So it was time for plan B. I tied another strap to the bottom of the tree above where I cut it (kind of freaky since the tree could fall any second), and placed another come-a-long going the opposite way. After a lot of tension and some few choice words, of encouragement of course, it came crashing down. The odd part was there was this high pitch scream as it fell. No, it wasn't me. My wife who was watching the whole thing screamed her head off as it fell. Did she not expect the tree which was completely severed and pulled by two wenches to fall to the ground? I guess the sheer manliness of the situation was too much to bear. Or something like that.