“Ok, that’s it, I have had enough,” Nicole fumes as she walks inside, boots covered in mud.
Kevin, her husband, eyes her cautiously as he says “Those dirt paths turn into mud again, huh? All this dirt and mud are really wreaking havoc on our floors.”
Nicole slips off her boots with a tired sigh, shoulders sagging as she releases her anger and stress. She hangs up her jacket before curling up next to Kevin. “Can you clean up the boot prints this time? I just don’t have the energy right now.”
“I will,” Kevin gently replies. “Can we also do something about those dirt paths? Then we won’t have to clean up mud, worry about slipping in the mud, or having muddy clothes. Or guests getting dirty,” Nicole adds.
“Sure thing hon,” Kevin says reassuringly. “You have something in mind?”
“Well, the neighbors have a really nice stone walkway with some stone stairs too,” she suggests. “Stone, huh” Chris considers. “We might be able to do that if we can find the right contractor.”
“Really?! That’s great news, Chris!” Nicole smiles up at him. “What do you mean?” Nicole whips out her phone, saying “I’ve already done some research and asked around and I maaayyy have found someone who can do what we want.”
“Should’ve known this was going to happen,” Chris thinks. Nicole holds up her phone, saying “Here are some pictures of hardscapes they’ve done for their clients:”