In my search to find new meaning in my life (ALO-after lay-off) I was paying rent to my landlady who happened to mention that she had a community garden plot that she was behind on and had received a warning that she needed to weed it. I jokingly offered to make a deal with her and suddenly find myself with a farming job.
She wants tomatoes and peppers and I want some way of making sure I can continue living as long as possible at the house. Plus I'm sure I could get peppers and tomatoes as well as other stuff. So this afternoon I'm traveling with her to the spot to see what's up and will weed and water to my hearts content. Maybe it will help me lose weight and get going on stuff.
Of course I could do it when it's in the cool of the evening. We'll see.