I DON'T CARE-ITIS

I actually googled ”I don’t careitis” tonight.  And there are websites all over this!  But what most people apparently don’t care about is their health or to exercise and take care of themselves.  I care about my health.  I don’t exercise like I should, but I do try to eat right, drink lots of water, get plenty of rest, and not stress the small stuff too much—most of the week.  One website happens to be a blog about a girl that really doesn’t care about her life right now.  It was written in February; I should check up on her latest posts :/  Another one is about empty nest syndrome, and this woman sounds a bit depressed, too.

I am not depressed.  That would actually be quite amusing for me to suffer depression.  I love life.  I just haven’t been happy with how the world has been going lately.  Economy.  Politics.  Wars.  Employers taking advantage of employees.

I certainly don’t want to be at work (I simply don’t care).  I don’t want to read about all the teachers that have to go back to work this week.  Horrors.  I realize school starts in two weeks, because all of the parents just now want their children crammed into our schedule for those most important of all dental exams and cleanings they couldn’t find any time to do last week.  (I don’t care—I am mostly annoyed by them.  And remind me why I thought dental hygiene was so fantastic thirty years ago).  I used to be enthused about dental hygiene and taught it for twelve years to stay current and driven, and now I don’t care.  Nothing has changed.  It isn’t much better even now that the economy is getting a bit better.  My office isn’t any different except that we are in a sixteen operatory building instead of one with eight.  With more operatories, it involves more stress of keeping up, keeping the doctors on time, but not gaining anything from the new stress.   Lack of enthusiasm and low morale in the office—I used to care about that, too.  I thought I could help with the changes.  I thought I would be a part of the transition.  When we employees weren’t included, I decided not to care. 

What do I care about?  My family first.  Ray and Carly, my sister and her family and my extended family and friends--this matters to me most.  Their happiness and well being.  My health and well being.  Enjoying life with others.  Sharing in Carly’s future.  The unknown of her future.  Seeing her succeed in her first semester of graduate school this summer is a big care.

Then there is always the care about catching up on my reality tv or stalking facebook and browsing pinterest.  Most days I am really caring about getting out of the rut of dental hygiene.  Just get me through one more summer of all those patients that just have to get in before school starts.   Searching Panama realty, blog reading, forum posts and messages are activities keeping me motivated. Weekends with family and friends resting, relaxing, floating, eating and drinking more than just water (!)—doing these things causes me to care about getting through the mundane day to day stuff.  There is a goal.  Besides family, there is a passion.  Getting to Panama—I care.