Good morning. Welcome to my daily bowl of oatmeal, which I have to go and eat as soon as I've finished writing this post. I also have to drink 16 oz. of oatmilk along with it; all of this to help control my cholesterol and give me enough calcium to keep my bones from going snap/crackle/pop. This is me adulting, as the kids put it. I hate oatmeal. No, really, I hate oatmeal. This hatred is so intense that my holiday gift to myself last year was not consuming it for two weeks. But the new year has arrived, and I have to get back on a healthier diet. I also have to stop being so sedentary. Edward and I did a one-mile mall walk yesterday, and today (weather permitting) I'm going to do one mile around the neighborhood.* I was doing pretty well with this last year until NaNoWriMo started and I chained myself to the computer for the last weeks of 2020. Also, with no dogs in the house I never go outside anymore. As a result my neck and back are really giving me grief now...