Nailed It
Well, my friend Pat has nailed it. You know, the condition both of us suffer from live with.
The one where I have decided to start the Emily Cier Irish Chain from the wonderful soft browns and aquas that I found recently when I was digging through the stash looking for something else. And I actually open the book and start to press the fabrics and then remember that I meant to bring downstairs that quilting magazine that Jan sent me and I go up to get it and while carrying it down I remember why I saved it -- for that wonderful barn-raising set batik project and so I start digging through the batik bin (oh, yes, somebody asked me how many bins I have -- and the answer is 3: CWs, batiks, and everything else) and choosing blues and violets and greens (well, there is also a small bin of CW shirtings and the one of the left over Laurel Burch -- oh, I was going to try to make a bag out of those sometime soon) and, oh look, there is that CW leader-ender that is yelling out that it wants to be elevated to Real Project status and
Well, you get the drift. She calls it ADQD: Attention Deficit Quilting Disorder.
and I think there might be three or four more bins. But they're small. Really.
Friends, we need buttons featuring this insignia. We need them right away.
The one where I have decided to start the Emily Cier Irish Chain from the wonderful soft browns and aquas that I found recently when I was digging through the stash looking for something else. And I actually open the book and start to press the fabrics and then remember that I meant to bring downstairs that quilting magazine that Jan sent me and I go up to get it and while carrying it down I remember why I saved it -- for that wonderful barn-raising set batik project and so I start digging through the batik bin (oh, yes, somebody asked me how many bins I have -- and the answer is 3: CWs, batiks, and everything else) and choosing blues and violets and greens (well, there is also a small bin of CW shirtings and the one of the left over Laurel Burch -- oh, I was going to try to make a bag out of those sometime soon) and, oh look, there is that CW leader-ender that is yelling out that it wants to be elevated to Real Project status and
Well, you get the drift. She calls it ADQD: Attention Deficit Quilting Disorder.
and I think there might be three or four more bins. But they're small. Really.
Friends, we need buttons featuring this insignia. We need them right away.
Comments
The ADQD button would alternate with your C.O.W. button. I'm now getting this mental image of a C.O.W. with ADQD, and it's not a pretty sight.
I love the way you describe it.
I knew something was wrong, my psych calls it ADHD, and on top of that I guess ADQD as well =8^0.
Well, we will live all through it, the one with no stash left will win! ;^}
Irene from Amsterdam
Nancy may not have this with her 3 bins of fabric, but I confess to suffering from/living with this disorder.