The sun was shining bright and the rays were warming my legs. I was sitting on the step, connecting the back door of my house with the yard. I had the phone to my ear and a notepad full of scribbled writing resting on my lap. I was making one of the most exciting phone calls I’d ever had to make. After a hard night’s deliberation, my best friend Amber and I had decided that what my backyard was in need of, was a beautiful big deck, and an impressive pergola to shade that deck. I had become almost ecstatic with the thought of transforming my back yard. Amber and I’d had countless conversations depicting the parties we would be holding, and the people we were to invite. Now was the time to pull myself together, to get myself out of fairyland. This was a serious conversation and I had to present myself in a professional way. At that moment, a man’s voice boomed through the phone line, thanking me for calling and offering assistance. I smiled at the man’s happy but deep voice.
The man at Pergolas Melbourne had been incredibly helpful. After gathering that I was not a tradesman with knowledge of how these things work, he took the time to explain it to me in a way that would make sense. Taking special care to inform me and not insult me, the man from Verandahs Melbourne explained their procedures to me and told me how they usually arranged for jobs to happen. I was happy with everything that the man at Carports Melbourne had said and had taken a lot of notes from our conversation. I had a lot of serious thinking to do, and a lot of numbers to crunch.