To Change or Not to Change?

Have you changed anything during the past year?  i.e. during lockdown.  To begin with people were telling us to do things.  Things that would teach us a new skill, get us fit, give us a new qualification, feed our family on next to nothing a week etc.  I clearly remember thinking this was an ideal opportunity to get the stuff done I've never got time to do.  Clearing our attic, reorganising the garden to make it more easy to maintain, do some painting, some crafting, tidy the craft room, the list goes on and on.  What I didn't bargain on was a kind of lethargy that came over me.   It was strange because normally I enjoy being in and around the house.  I enjoy gardening, reading, crafting etc, all solitary things to do, however once I knew I wasn't allowed to go out I didn't want to do it anymore!  I've read less and less.  In 2019 I read 30 books, in 2020 I read 22, so far this year I've read 3.  I feel this is significant.  My concentration is sketchy to say the least.  My enthusiasm is quite diminished.  My energy levels are less Duracell Bunny and more Duracell Tortoise.  Hubby on the other hand has had quite the opposite reaction.  He's got so much stuff done in the house, in his hut, helping other people.   He's just loved it and has declared he will from now on be a hermit!  He has no plans to change a thing, he's happy to stay locked down!   The only thing I've changed is me (not necessarily for the better!).  I very rarely put on even mascara now.  Before lockdowns I'd rarely be seen outside the house with no mascara and blusher on, mainly because I look ill without them!  I decided early on that in a mask no-one knows me anyway so I stopped.  I also stopped wearing a bra!   This is not to say I never ever wear a bra now.  However I was finding them more and more uncomfortable.  I stopped wearing underwired ones since breast cancer.  The hospital told me not to wear them while I was having radiotherapy and I just stopped wearing the wired ones and moved on to non wired ones.  On a large lady like myself, non wired bras are not pretty but they gave me some support so I was on a mission to find comfortable ones that might be a bit prettier.  Then during lockdown I clearly quite quickly put on a few pounds and my bras began to annoy the heck out of me so I was whipping them off mid afternoon anyway and one day I had a lightbulb moment - why wear one at all.  Particularly during winter when I wear several layers of clothes anyway, I doubt anyone noticed.  So the only time I wear one now is if I have an appointment somewhere or I'm wearing something a bit lighter such as a blouse and even then, its still whipped off as soon as possible.  I'm not sure how this policy will work in the summer months when I'd be wearing t.shirts, lighter weight and less clothes.  I'll cross that bridge when I come to it though.  Other than that, dodgy looking hair and bit more weight than before, nothing has changed.  It's all the same with maybe a smidgeon of paranoia thrown in!!