When all else fails, when it seems that life only consists of cold and cooped-up and dishes and bills and medicine and hollering children and holes in your heels, eat a decent lunch.
It's a gift you can give yourself. Stop the grilled-cheese crust madness! No more, 2 random chicken nuggets!
It can be good left-overs. Or heck, chop up some veggies. Just make sure it's something you enjoy. Make sure it's actually yours. And in really desperate situations, wait until after quiet time starts. Grab the new J Crew catalog, a cold can of Dr. Pepper and your stir-fried brussels sprouts (don't hate). Eat slow, with your face toward the sun.
It matters, man.
Here's a new favorite of mine:
Tuna and White Bean Salad (originally from Gourmet magazine, 2003)
I omit the parsley and add some chopped scallions. Then I stuff it into toasted pita. Then I shovel the rest in by the forkfuls. Then I eat some pickled beets. Then I snitch a mini Almond Joy, because lunch was so healthy.
Also? It helps with the tuna breath.