As always, late to the party, I’m really enjoying the We Do Not Care Club. Yes, it’s been around for a while now, although it came across my radar when the New York Times did an article on Melani Sanders, the genius behind and president of the We Do Not Care Club, for women everywhere going through menopause and perimenopause. She’s all over social media (in a good way), with 1.3 million followers on Instagram and three bizillion on TikTok.
I’m sure you’ve seen some of these (if not, welcome to the party!), but if not, here’s a snippet from youtube:
I think everyone on the planet loves this. I’ve been seeing celebrities releasing their “we do not care” lists with unabashed glee. I get it– it’s liberating to speak out loud about letting go of expectations around living a seamless and pristine life of home-cooked meals, freshly starched clothing, a brilliant social calendar and amazing productivity at work. Let’s all practice saying it together:
WE DO NOT CARE….
See, didn’t that feel good?
Honestly, there’s no way I can improve on Melani’s We Do Not Care daily announcements. But guess what? That’s another thing I don’t have to care about! See how great this plan is? Okay, here goes my list:
- I do not care if I wear capri pants with an elastic waist every day from May to October. They’re comfortable, and in a pinch, I can/will sleep in them.
- I do not care if you are my very best friend in the whole world– you are not borrowing either my best craft scissors or my second best craft scissors. Don’t jeopardize our relationship by bringing it up.
- I do not care if I have a house full of books to be read; buying books is soothing and makes my world a better place, even right by my bed where I already have piles of to-be-read books.
- I do not care if you have heard my story about seeing Tom Petty or Big Papi or Bill Clinton at the airport ten times already; you should think of it like holiday decoration– the cheery gift that keeps on giving.
- I do not care if you don’t like really cold beverages– you better have ice in your house when I come to visit, or else give me notice so I can bring a cooler with me. This includes the winter months.
- I do not care if you just read some article about how coffee is actually bad for us; keep it to yourself.
- I do not care if I’ve asked you twice in the last hour to call my phone. It’s disappeared again, so call me.
- I do not care if you have complained to me every day about your ex-partner or crabby boss or ungrateful children or demanding relatives or uncomfortable clothing; if you got stuff on your mind, bring it to me, sister!
Hey readers, what do you not care about? Hit me, and I’ll completely agree with you.
