Things you simply cannot be arsed with anymore

[TheEverlovingFork]

Now I'm in my 40s there's so much I simply can't be arsed with and I don't know if this is normal -I am hitting meno a bit early for medical reasons as confirmed by my doc. Here are a few things I recently threw in the fuck-it bucket:

Fiddly care instructions on clothes: like 'Can only be dry cleaned on a tuesday in the rain by a man whose name begins with S' who has the FUCKING TIME if it isn't easycare it's basically out of my life at this point.

Guilt guilt and more guilt about whatever standard for women I'm failing to hit this week. This is my face/body/newly grey hair piss off.

Over-fawning socialised bs at work or what I call the F-email, you know, where you have to put friendly little exclamation marks and non-confrontational jollity on every damn thing because women can't be to-the-point and factual without being hag bitches. No problem if not!

Most men and whatever they're doing. Do it somewhere over there and be quieter while you're doing it thanks.

Pandering to everyone's different hurt political feelings, I am an adult and can respectfully disagree on an issue. I understand how incredibly emotive a lot of what's going on in the world is, but I no longer have time for 'your opinion upsets me and that makes you a bad human being, actually'

Anyway - gosh yes reading that back I can see why they're talking about HRT 😳

Is this normal for meno? Did you hit 40 and throw half your life in the fuck-it-bucket?

Every single fucker at work, every day asking how are you, you okaaaay? etc...Just say hello Marshmallow. I don't want to say fine thanks, how are you...? to 30 individual people every bloody day.

I’ve found my people!

This is my new favourite thread.

I agree about underwired bras - started wearing bamboo fibre crop tops during lockdown the realised that, since the invention of lycra, small-boobed women like me shouldn't ever really need underwired bras as lycra is going to be enough.

Friends who aren't all in. I can't be bothered with people who aren't either all in or all out. Be my friend or don't be, but don't piss about with occasional WhatsApp messages but never actually put time aside to go for lunch or a drink. I want real friends in my life; I love the few real friends I have fiercely.

Underwired bras. I discovered The Big Boob Company last year and I am never ever wearing an underwired bra ever again. My tits do not need to be hoiked up near my chin thank you very much. See also knickers with any kind of seams, I now wear seamless shorts and it is a revelation, anything that doesn't have an elasticated waist, actually anything that has unnecessary buttons or straps as well, can get straight in the bin. Finally, after 41 years I am comfortable.

Shaving my legs. Can't be arsed with razor bumps, nicks, itchy regrowth, the smell of hair removal cream, waxing, epilating, none of it. Not doing it anymore.

Giving a single shiny shit about what anyone thinks about anything I do. I am just trying to live my best life over here, don't like it, off you trot.

Smart phones have made us not want to devote the time to some of these things. Addiction to phones takes time away.

*family politics
*chat groups (what's app)
*anything, or person who negatively impacts my mental health.

Given the choice between surf the internet to learn new things, or faff on putting colourful stinky chemicals on my face, I'd rather read wikipedia on my smartphone.

Making conversation with people I don't really care for or like or used to know through work or ex neighbours. So it's a bright Hello 👋 and not stopping , just carry on walking.

Men.

Single, full-time working parent of 3 here. My 14 year old daughter doesn't care about school. I'd love it if she just 'got on with it' and did her homework off her own bat, without me having to nag.
I'm nearly 50, tired, and cannot be fucked with this. I expected to have a very involved role in her schooling at primary school, but not at bloody secondary.
It's not even like it's karma! My parents never once had to worry about me not doing my homework or revision.

I don't say sorry anymore as I'm usually not.

My favourite expression is hell is other people. I used to excuse my general shittiness and intolerance with the world in general by saying “sorry, I was a much nicer person before I had cancer”. I have stopped apologising. I have also stopped doing everything for my family, you managed when you had to so keep up the good work.

Loving this thread.

Doing more than the bare minimum at work.

I used to give my all to it, it was never worth the tiny bonus, never got appreciation or paid appropriately. Got made redundant and then nearly did again 2 years later. Don’t get the point of objectives for the sake of it, especially if you don’t get a bonus, which I now don’t.

I haven’t done ironing for years and have never made my bed.

I don’t wear makeup.

I don’t attend ‘events’ like going to the pub with work colleagues I don’t give a shit about talking to.

And I’m seriously considering giving up xmas cards. Stamps are getting too expensive.

Making polite conversation with other dog walkers or people who stop me whilst out dog walking. I don't give a shit what your dog is called, I just want to get this walk done and get home.

Holidays - I hate deciding where to stay, booking all the extras, all the preparations before going and when you get back, and the expense. I used to travel a lot, but don’t miss it at all.

Work socials.

If you want to get to know me, come into the office. Don’t WFH all year, steadfastly refusing to go into the office, and then expect me to pay with my own time and money to go to a meal/ escape room or turn up to plant trees, or, worse still, attend an online bloody ‘fun’ team quiz, because you have decided we need to build a team spirit and get to know each other, but you can’t be arsed to put in the hard yards of actually regularly spending time working together.

This is brilliant, I have had my washer for over 10 yrs and still have no idea what half of the buttons and symbols are all about

I have a rule with appliances. I want simple so there’s less to go wrong and effective at what they do. I don’t want a mini factory of microchips, give me a switch or a button.

I want a washing machine that does hot or warm plus a gentle programme and spins accordingly. I don’t want 20 programmes and a blue tooth connection 🙄

Same with the dishwasher. What’s the point of loads of programmes if it always leaves the mugs wet 😡

Should really get out of bed but while there's things like this to read, I'm going to stay here longer and chuckle the day away!

Faking interest in banal shit, spending time with other people unless being paid to do so, leaving the comfort of my home, trying to avoid offending people, tolerating being lectured on diversity by a condescending still living with their Mum gen Z wanker, making small talk.... happy to sit in excruciating silence, trying to filter when someone says, 'just tell me the truth'... OK then.

I'm in the same mindset since covid. Also, an awful lot of people both in public and private life seem to be falling under my generic umbrella term of 'you stupid ignorant arse.'

Makeup
Heels
Flying coach
Men
Elaborate meals
Too much noise
Keeping up with trends

I've not owned a TV in 10 years. Never had a Sky subscription and can't believe what people pay for 1000 channels of garbage these days. We get our entertainment from a projector that gets hooked up for movies in the evenings, or the odd series on Netflix. Much happier not having adverts blasted at me in my own home every 15 minutes, and no news!

Same. I'm tired. I don't care. I've seen enough.

Everything men say.
Everything men do.
Thank you for your service, oestrogen, but we won't be needing you any more...

Honestly, age and gimlet-eyed observation has brought me the realisation that most (I know, not all) men aren't interested in women except in as much as you can provide a service for them, either sexually/aesthetically and/or domestically. I went to a woman-heavy cancer support group for a while and so many of their husbands were angry that their 'household appliance' had broken down, or that they were the ones now expected to provide emotional support (and lots of them didn't have it to give, and lots of them left). It's a very freeing realisation...

And I agree with (I think it was) @Seizethedog about not busting my hump to make the Christmas/birthday/holiday for everyone else when they don't contribute anything - the sheer confusion when you drop the rope on that one, they cannot compute...

The trick is to make this a releasing and positive understanding, not a regretful or resentful one.