AADD

Stumbled across "Janice" during one of my way too frequent and way too lengthy bouts of blog surfing and discovered that she has provided me with the perfect diagnosis for my ongoing affliction...

AADD or ARTISTIC ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDER! 

My symptoms fit perfectly:

Need to make a birthday card for a good friend. Wait for inspiration...wait...wait...OK, got the basic idea in my head, find suitable piece of cardstock, find rubber stamps start searching for the right ink pad...

While searching, stumble on silverclay stuff...think maybe it would be nice to make her a little gift as well...maybe she'd like a pair of earrings so start dragging out the clay, rollers, cutters, blow torch...but then suddenly can't recall whether she wears silver or gold??? Some friend I am.

Then just happen to notice lovely colours of polymer clay just sitting there...think maybe she'd rather have a polymer clay pendant and I do know the colour combinations she loves to wear or...

maybe a friendly plastic brooch so start going through the friendly plastic stash...hold on, think again...maybe a Stampbord pendant and earring set would be more her??? Dig out the crop-a-dile, jewellry findings and chalk inks and start inking...

But come to think of it, she's always admired the decoupaged boxes. Right decoupage box it is! Bring out the papers, the scissors, the glue and start cutting out...

Sudden hesitation...she admired the decoupage boxes but she seemed really taken with the Grungepaper bookcovers and bookmarks I showed her ages ago.

That's it! She's a huge Scrabble fan. I'll make a leather look, Grungepaper book decorated with scrabble tiles for her to keep her game scores in...PERFECT!

Collect up half a dozen bottles of Glimmer Mist, line the picnic table with newspaper and start misting.

Leave to dry and go through all the embossing folders to find the one I want, hook up the Vagabond on the kitchen counter because by now the studio is in such a state I can't get in the door... 

Already to go and realise that I need to find a little book to cover...Open door to studio and enter Health and Safety Hazard. Think I know where I put the two dozen books I've bought in the past because as we all know, you can never have too much or too many (but that's another disorder for another day)...in the process manage to cause a major avalanche, but no books...try to think again where I could have put them and think again, turn in circles...hopeless gap in brain! Give Up!

Now, of course, the whole morning is gone and I'm suppossed to meet her for lunch in 10 minutes...just enough time to stop off and BUY A BLOODY CARD!

Treatment plan might be in order!