I’ve come to realise, in my quest to live more intentionally and healthfully, that there is a phrase that tends to sway me from my path and leaves me feeling guilty and frustrated. Two short words. You may hear and use them often. F–k it. They are simply a license to do things we know we’ll regret. Think about it. We never say ‘f–k it’ when we are about to do something that is good for us. As one comedian put it, “No one ever said ‘F–k it, I’m gonna have a carrot!’” F–k it means freedom. Hedonism. Wildness. Spontaneity.
We all know, deep down, it’s the simple things that count. But it’s been nice to put that knowledge into practice today–a relaxed Saturday wedged between two crazy busy weeks. My mum is staying with me, on a short break from caring for my grandmother, and more than anything she has needed to just unwind and take it easy. She is going through the whole spectrum of emotions at the moment, given that my grandma seems to be declining rapidly, and I can hear it in her voice and see it in her face that she desperately needs a break.