Just now the doorbell rang. It was Doug the Baker, patron saint of the tempting, dropping off a sample of his newest menu item: toasted baguette with Nutella.

I can’t tell whether Doug the Baker is a good guy who just likes to share the delicious, wholesome food he creates or whether he is trying to destroy me so that he can turn the barn into a giant baking factory.

If I get to keep eating like this, it really doesn’t matter.

I will thrive or die happy.