Stickers

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Doctor’s visits. The Dentist. The grocery store. Even Target. All places that little kids get free stickers just for showing up. When I was a kid we had treasure boxes with plastic rings, super balls, jacks, and tiny decks of cards. I don’t miss the treasure box, except maybe the tiny decks of cards. However, I find myself wanting to ask for a sticker and a snoopy bandaid every time I get a shot.

That little thing inside me that craves a surprise bonus never went away and, since I don’t have a paying job, there’s no one to grant me a yearend bonus of any kind. I guess I could ask my husband for a sticker. It would sure be a lot cheaper than all the mochas I buy during the week.

          One of my favorite bookmarks

          One of my favorite bookmarks

Writing is lonely and the kudos are either nonexistent or few and far between. For me, I’m in the nonexistent part of the journey and stickers would definitely cheer me on. Stickers, and coffee mugs, and bookmarks.

It’s the little things that keep me going.

And, hey, I have a NaNoWriMo hangover and I need a prize.

:D Shannon

 

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