After initially developing a bit of a wine o'clock habit while WFH in the first lockdown, I knocked booze on the head for a bit. And then for a bit more. I also read some books about 'Big alcohol' and alcohol advertising. After that when I tried drinking again it was a bit of a let down! I started to realise how much of it was marketing and that the reality (for me at least, and possibly linked to age) is that the idea of drinking is much nicer than the reality. It doesn't make me giggly like it used to in my twenties, it makes me a bit foggy and a bit grouchy and even small amounts result in a rubbish nights sleep. So I've gradually got used to being one of those mystical mumsnetters who might have a glass once or twice a year. I'm not saying I'll never go back if I want to, but I can't see me wanting to anytime soon.
After over indulging on food from about November onwards (extended lockdown Christmas!) I wanted to change up my cooking a bit and decided to give veganuary a go. I thought it would be a good way to shake off the quality street habit and learn some new recipes at the same time. I was expecting it to be quite a challenge.
Three weeks in and... I'm pleasantly surprised. After initially trying a few too many substitutes lv settled in to eating loads of veg, with pulses, pasta, rice etc, as well as making treats like brownies. I've lost a bit of weight without trying, I've started to develop a taste for dark chocolate, I'm spending less at the supermarket. Oh and with the endless lockdown walks I no longer feel guilty walking past all the cows and sheep in the nearby fields.
Have I lost the plot in lockdown? Am I going to have to start yoga, or writing a well-being blog? I feel like I need some vices to balance this out or I'll slowly collapse into a black hole of smug. Im not sure I can adjust if this becomes my new identity. I'm a firm believer in a little bit of what you fancy does you good. Maybe I need a middle class crack habit, or to find myself a weird sex kink. If I ever met my ghost of teenage self like this I don't think I could look her in the eye.
Anyone else inadvertently reinventing themselves in lockdown? Also will I ever get invited to dinner parties again (when they exist!)