porch swing dreams.
It was my dream to have a farmhouse porch swing.
The girls and I would sit out there and swing and visit about the day.
I would get up early in the morning and sit on the swing with my coffee and Bible for my daily "Jesus time".
Mr. Farmhouse and I would sit on the porch swing and watch the kids play out front, as we waved to the cars that drove by.
It was going to be wooden and "farmhouse-y" and painted a gorgeous shade of white.
It would be hanging from the ceiling of the front porch and lined with beautiful outdoor accent pillows.
And then...Facebook read my mind and sent me an advertisement for this.
So I added it to my cart online and found out I would get free 2-day shipping.
And when I clicked into my cart to checkout, the truth was revealed.
The tan swing was not on sale.
The red swing was not on sale.
The camo swing was on sale.
Mr. FH: What are you buying?
Me: Oh, I was looking at a swing for the porch, but I think I'll wait.
Mr. FH (looking over my shoulder): Wait...is that camo?
Me: That's one of the options, but I think I'll just wait.
Mr. FH: Is that $57???
Me: Uh...yeah, I guess it is.
Mr. FH: That's so awesome!