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The Summer of Sheer Indifference
There’s something undeniably special about summer. It’s supposed to be a time of relaxation, fun, and a break from the usual hustle of life. Yet, as summer rolled in again this year, I found myself, as always, armed with a lengthy list of resolutions—exercise more, eat healthier, and feel great in my swimsuit.
But summer had other plans. Instead of counting calories, I indulged in cake and sipped on refreshing Arnold Palmers. Weight loss? Not a chance! In fact, I suspect I’ve added five pounds to my frame. But honestly? I just don’t care.
Instead of hiding under a large cover-up, I happily paraded around the pool in my swimsuit, drink in hand, radiating a carefree vibe. Because, quite frankly, I don’t care.
Gone were the days of slathering myself in SPF 80 and donning a floppy hat. I soaked up the sun until I turned a lovely shade of pink—an experience that felt surprisingly liberating, if not a little naughty. Sure, I’m probably inviting premature aging (whatever that entails), but I just don’t care.
By mid-June, I ditched my makeup routine, courtesy of my newfound tan. With just five minutes to get ready, I ventured out—be it to church, the grocery store, or dinner—without a trace of mascara. I ran into acquaintances and engaged with them face-to-face. It didn’t faze me one bit. Because I simply don’t care.
Rather than obsessing over Pinterest boards hunting for clever ways to sneak spinach into a smoothie or lighten up desserts, I opted for hearty meals—big batches of tacos, spaghetti, and fried chicken, with ample leftovers. My kids reveled in the abundance of ice cream sandwiches and barbecue chips. Our diet may have turned a bit more indulgent, but I just don’t care.
I let the children nap wherever exhaustion struck them, whether on the couch, the floor, or the yard hammock. They stayed up late watching their favorite shows, and I joined in, diving into mindless novels or binge-watching old episodes of The Office. I even treated myself to cake for breakfast. Admittedly not the best habits, but I really don’t care.
I was not completely lazy, though. I managed to stay active, opting for leisurely walks with a friend. My goal was to feel good and promote longevity, not to achieve a magazine cover-worthy beach body. Because I just do not care.
This summer has been all about embracing indifference, and it has been absolutely wonderful. The best part? It turns out no one else seems to care either. My kids remain as joyful and healthy as ever, and I haven’t been reported to any food policing organizations.
The more relaxed, confident version of myself at the pool is undeniably more appealing. My partner hasn’t even noticed the extra five pounds. In fact, he enjoys our poolside moments with Arnold Palmers, appreciating how I look in my swimsuit, makeup-free and all.
Of course, as with all good things, summer must eventually fade. The kids can’t continue their summer slumber parties on the lawn, and I can’t keep indulging in cake for breakfast forever. Yet, I hope to carry a bit of this carefree spirit into the months ahead, still embracing the more relaxed and confident version of myself during the holiday season.
So here’s to summer 2015—the Summer of Sheer Indifference!
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Summary
This summer, I embraced a carefree attitude, letting go of my usual routines and resolutions. I enjoyed indulgent foods, relaxed in the sun, and prioritized fun over fitness. Surprisingly, everyone around me seemed to appreciate this new, more confident version of myself. As the season winds down, I hope to carry this laid-back spirit into the rest of the year.