The Joys of Stickerhood

I have a crush on stickers.  And no, I’m not 5.  (Although some days I feel like I am.)

I was recently in the market for a notebook – in which to log my daily doings.  An abbreviated diary of sorts.  An artist/writer I admire blogged on this idea – using a logbook to note his days.  Memory is faulty as we know – it’s hard enough to recall what we did a week ago, never mind trying to recall months prior.  I will use my logbook as a library of my life, I thought – a card catalog of days.

In my search for the perfect journal (if you know me, this is part of my process), I came across a planner.  A calendar type of planner called The Happy Planner.  A positivity planner?  Okay, let’s see what this is about.  Basically, it’s a system of organization and memory keeping of your daily and yearly life.  A hybrid vessel where planner meets diary meets scrapbook with a dose of photo album tossed in.  Although it’s called a happy planner, we know life is not all sunshine and rainbows, but planning for happy is not a bad way to live.

The nucleus of this planner system is stickers.  Yes, stickers.  Every kind of sticker you can think of – from words, to quotes, to appointment reminders to flowers and beyond.  If you can think it, there’s a sticker for it.  These planners use beautiful stickers to mark the days and weeks in an artsy way.  You choose your stickers, handwrite some notes, log your life.  And for those of us not so artistically inclined, this is perfect.  I was never much of an artist – stick figures and chicken scratch have been my blessings – so any time I can find something that expresses my creativity for me in a way that I wish I could, I’m signing up.

So lo and behold, I march right out and purchase a planner.  The tough part for those of us who are decision-phobes, was picking one.  There are a variety of sizes and designs…and then – all those stickers books!  This is sticker nirvana.  I felt like a kid at an ice cream shop – I wanted a taste of everything.  Somehow I wrestled myself out of the store, went home and got sticking.

I discovered there’s a whole community of Sticker Sisters out there.  Grown women who love to create and embrace the joys of stickerhood.  I’ve never been much of a scrapbook gal – except for a short stint in my teenage years where all my concert tickets got glued to blank pages (long tossed out with the relics of my youth.)  Frankly, I don’t have the patience for all that memory morphing.  But stickers and note taking, that I can do.

This new project feeds two purposes; it scratches my creativity itch and it fills my need to record and write.  That life clock is racing beyond the speed limit – so I’m going to slow her down a bit and take notes.  I like the idea of being able to look back, to nudge my memory, to remind myself of the path I’ve traveled.

I hope there’s a sticker for that.