I’ve been eating cake, pie, ice cream, cookies, bread… pretty much every one of the Evil Six. I haven’t been sleeping well. I wake in the middle of the night and get back to sleep toward morning. Then I don’t get up when I should, and I don’t have time to do my Wii Fit before work. I’m racking up just a few thousand steps a day.

I’m suffering from stress and experiencing pain every day.

I used to think that I would do better with troubles if I had better trouble. Grander, more noble problems, I figured, would allow me to be noble about those problems.

Now, we have a pandemic, and some actual problems at work, and some family issues, and I have health issues… I’m keeping calm and carrying on, but I don’t think I’m being noble. I’m not helping others in particularly self-sacrificing ways.  I’m not taking the bull by the horns and bravely facing up to things.

I am going to try to take better care of myself — eat, move, and sleep — and see if that enables me to be more useful or more noble or something.