A new roof, new flooring, and new windows throughout The House: some of the other best things in life are super expensive.
I should know: we've spent the past two months getting a new roof, new flooring, and new windows, which have been great but also pricey. With all those costly projects done, the next pricey thing on our list was redoing the bathroom.
Mr. Wonderful and I are famous for agreeing to start a DIY project, but even more famous for disagreeing on how to complete a project.
Enter the hayride.
Hayrides exist on the best-things-in-life-spectrum somewhere between walking in the free sunshine and redoing your roof for a humongo hefty price tag. Rather than spend another day roaming home improvement stores to compare and contrast tile, sinks, and facet fixtures that we would never agree on anyway (He likes the gray one; I like the leopard print one), we opted to ditch the DIY bathroom reconnaissance and get into the season by going on a hayride.
"What's so great about a hayride?" my spouse said bouncing our DD (Dear Daughter) on his knee.
"You go on a hayride to get bumped, jostled, and get hay in your hair."
He cocked his head. "Like I said: what's so great about a hayride?"
This hayride reached paramount importance when I realized that neither Mr. Wonderful nor our DD had experienced a hayride. There was only one thing to do.
Jump on a wagon, have a tractor pull us through a cornfield, and drape myself in a pumpkin.