Visible Monday: Adventures in Marriage Edition

When I posted my Window Shopping Project post last Friday, I thought I had nothing more pressing than an eye appointment and laundry to do this weekend.  It's been two years since I've had an eye appointment and four years since I've purchased a new pair of specs.  My grandson and I walked the two blocks to the optometrist's office, the two of us dressed in contrasting blue and white.  C. was fascinated by all the gadgets in the doctor's office and tried to help me read the tiniest print at the bottom of the chart.  A half hour later I walked out having ordered a pair of tortoise shell glasses.

At home again, there was a message on the answering machine from a woman with my same name informing my husband that he'd placed the winning bid on an organ that had been up for auction that day.  Inwardly I groaned; the auction was halfway to Denver.  DH was off selling stuff at another auction and did not return home until 4 p.m.  When he called the auction house, we learned that the antique organ was sitting outside waiting for DH to pick it up.  We looked at each other and gulped; would it rain before we could get there to pick it up?

We set out at 6 p.m., having borrowed our son's trailer and began the jaunt, some 350 miles across the state.  We pulled into Hays, Kansas, at 11 and debated about getting a room.  DH decided to press on and we followed the directions to "B" road, startling owls and field mice at every turn.  I was reluctant, having visions of some landowner with a rifle meeting us at the gate.  DH assured me that the place was abandoned and continually tried to help me see the adventure this was.

Here's what we finally found at 12:15 in the morning.

There was a pleasant breeze stirring and the whispering of many trees, a full half moon, and an organ that worked but reeked of mice.  The organ was in two pieces and with some coaching I helped him lift the top half up and lowered it to the ground.  And then, back up again onto the trailer.  I have strong arms, but have never had to use them to hold a weight and raise or lower something at the same time.  We used a board then to scoot the bottom half onto the trailer.  We lashed the two pieces back to back on the trailer, then crept our way back out the gravel road we'd come, and drove another hour before we came to a town with a motel where we could stay.

Want to know what his winning bid was?  $25!!!  Want to know what it cost us to retrieve the d****d thing?  $200+.  But he is correct that this will be a memory right up there with the night we slept on scaffolding outside our bedroom window. 

I know that Kansas has a reputation of being flatter than a pancake.  If you're interested, this video will give you a glimpse of the actuality. 

This post is part of Patti's 50th Visible Monday!  It is also a part of a week long challenge at MeganMaeDaily's.  Monday's look was to be brights.  (the BRIGHT white cargos were thrifted at Goodwill by the pound, the sparkly blue blouse is by Chico's but also thrifted, and the saltwater sandals were  my first new purchase of the year. )

I'd love to hear a story or two about midadventures you might have shared with your partner!