We all make mistakes, right? And I made a big one when I gave up Lottie and Ailsa at the end of August.
The time from then until now has been miserable. I’ve not been depressed, just deeply unhappy. It was like having my foundation pulled away leaving me tottering. I was without direction, unfulfilled and adrift. I spent most of my time in bed alternately eating and sleeping. As a result I’m back up to my heaviest ever weight (less 1lb). When I was out of bed I wandered aimlessly around the house. It was horrible.
So I emailed the Allotment Secretary on Saturday and … they’re letting me have Ailsa back! Today! And a friend is going to help me clear her up. I have my happy back again and will never again be voluntarily garden-less.