For some reason this story sounded quite funny in my head. I hope it still is funny.:)

Thanks for everyone who's been reading my latest story, as always.


"I think we didn't really think this over well enough," Christine said, stepping beside her husband.

"It never occurred to me what I was agreeing to," Erik answered.

"Do we have tools for it at all?"

He shook his head.

"Then? Should we hire someone to do it?" She prodded further.

"Don't even think it."

They resumed staring out of the window, decision already obvious to both of them.

"I'll do it," he said at last.

"You're sure?"

"Yes." He kissed her on the lips briefly. "Surely it's not your task to cut the grass in the garden, my dear."