Monthly Musing – March 2025 – the Stuff It age

I realised earlier this week that I have reached the Stuff It age, and I’ll be honest, it feels a bit like reaching the peak of a very high mountain!  Woohoo!

It’s common these days to talk about stages and seasons of life, and I think that we go through any number of these during our lives based on our experiences – and also the stories that we tell ourselves in our heads.

For me, I realised that I have lived through three particular ages:

  • Ooh No, I Can’t Do That
  • Just Do It
  • Stuff It

I know that I will not be the only one who has squirmed away from any number of things because I was too busy thinking about what someone else might think of me or worse, the much more sinister “they”, who loom in the corners of our minds and talk us out of anything that might be a bit unusual.  It’s worse when you’re younger, I think, but it’s not exclusively for the younger generation and you can get stuck here for longer than you might expect.  Not everybody seems to have space for the “they” in their heads, but they definitely lived in mine until I reached the age of Just Do It.

Already recognised by a successful sports company, the Just Do It age is an important one where you realise that you are never going to break free of the Ooh No cycle until you just flippin’ get on with it – even if that means using two hands to make yourself press “send” on the computer, or having an accountability partner on hand to offer cheerleading support.  Once we start to Just Do It, it’s like moving onto a whole new level of a game and the world opens up with opportunities that were previously unthinkable.

I’ve been at Just Do It for a long time now and I hadn’t even thought about there being another level, but I realised earlier this week that I had officially reached Stuff It when I sent a couple of emails to people that I would have previously felt too shy to contact.  I needed some help and I knew that these people would probably have the answers – it was a fine line between Just Do It and Stuff It when it came to pressing the send button, but in a lightbulb moment I understood the difference: Just Do It still involves a bit of persuasion whereas Stuff It doesn’t.

With Just Do It, I need to talk myself into doing something, reminding myself that it will be fine, encouraging myself to get on with it even whilst slightly worried about what the outcome might be.  I realised that I had moved into the age of  Stuff It when I noticed that I had let go of the outcome even as I saw the emails leave my draft folder.  I’d get a reply, or I wouldn’t.  I’d get the help, or I wouldn’t.  I wasn’t too shy to ask any more – stuff it, I was just going to get on with it!

The Stuff It age comes with a freedom that transcends the others; it doesn’t care what “they” are going to think, it doesn’t make assumptions about the outcome of your actions (ever spent time worrying that someone was going to react in a certain way?  Me too!), it pushes your boundaries a little bit further whilst at the same time reinforcing them for you because if you don’t like something … stuff it!  You can move on!

There’s no set time span to these ages – they can last many years or hardly any time at all, and some people will jump straight in to Stuff It without the torture of the Ooh No; others will start at Stuff It but find that time and circumstances moves them back down the stages.

I like to think that they are flexible and we can choose to move from one to the other whenever we like.  Once we realise that we have the freedom to choose how we feel about doing something, there really is nothing to hold us back.  In fact, if anyone says otherwise, I’m going to tell them to Stuff It!

 

The sun is shining through a tree onto a garden filled with greenery. The Winwick Mum logo is in the bottom right hand corner.

 

 

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12 Responses

  1. Gillian Kilner says:

    Giggling here, this grandmother of five (eldest 27) got up and danced at a small theatre last night, great bluegrass band! We live in Oregon! Just to be clear I was the fifth person to begin dancing, did not meld into a crowd! So yes, stuff it!

    • winwickmum says:

      Love it! Why shouldn’t you dance if you want to? We’re so busy worrying about what others will think, but I bet there were plenty in the crowd who wished they were brave enough to dance too! 🙂 xx

  2. Julie Kelshaw says:

    Oo, I hadn’t thought of it as a “life stage” but I too have arrived at the “Stuff It” stage. Living quite rural means most things involve a car journey, and because of high fuel prices, life’s been ruled by those prices. But last Autumn I just said “Stuff It”, I’d had enough of not going far, combining journeys, missing out on so much. So now I travel a 50 mile round trip for choir practice; I get in the car to go just one place, and visit friends and places I’ve missed out on for so long. So, Stuff It, I’ll go where I want when I want, and I really no longer care what “they” think! And yesterday I said “stuff it” and paddled in the sea – and I really didn’t care about the funny looks from the nearby dog-walkers!! This “Stuff It” stage is so liberating!

  3. I really needed to read this today.
    I was 49 years old when I decided to get my motorcycle license. My husband was against it until I did it. He even helped me pick out a motorcycle!
    We are in our early 70’s now and I want to do some improvements to our home. Granted this won’t give us as much time to enjoy had we done it 20 years ago but we weren’t in a position to do it then. We are now. I must choose my “Stuff It” words wisely.

  4. Liz says:

    Hooray to this!! You’re far more of a lady than I, as my mantra is now a far ruder ‘something’-it.
    Life’s too short for what ifs, or what might happens if…
    JFDI!!!!

    • Denise says:

      Yes indeed, Liz: JFDI!
      I learned to swim as a 40th birthday to myself, became a volunteer firefighter at age 50, and last year, age 64, I had bright blue streaks put in my hair to celebrate being alive after open-heart surgery. The hairdresser suggested indo it every year on the anniversary of my surgery and you know what? JFDI, I think I will!
      Denise

      • Annette says:

        I think I have finally reached the stuff it phrase of my life, after years of worrying what people, would think of me. And so far enjoying it, life is too short, to worry about things, that don’t really matter

  5. Sarah Murray says:

    Love the title of this months musing, really made me laugh. I too give it a little ruder name though 🙂 I always say I’ve reached the age where I’m passed caring and it seems I’ve felt this way for years though I’m still in my 50’s. I was 47 when I had my one and only child, had just turned 48 when I gave birth actually. I don’t care what anybody thinks and neither does he. Lets all just ‘stuff it’ or ‘eff it’ together xxx

  6. Lynne Norman says:

    This is just perfect. A good job I hadn’t started drinking my tea or it would have been all over my keyboard. 🙂
    This is a fabulous monthly musing.
    I have a friend who mutters 4 – 3 to herself, over and over. Four letter word, three letter word. either ending in off or you, depending on the situation. usually when knitting or driving with hubby.

  7. Judith Davis says:

    I’m almost 82 and in an area in Montana that always needs volunteers. It’s hard to do but I’ll bake and donate but I’ll let the younger ones “do it”.

  8. Susan Rayner says:

    Congratulations – just the right attitude.
    Also well done on the hedge cutting too – such a satisfying task.
    My split mittens – knitted when I first saw the pattern – are a constant joy – I may no longer have the dog to walk that I knitted them for (the dog walking not the dog) – but I love and enjoy them!

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